Amidst the chaos, a profound sense of worry and fear emerged, intensifying the turmoil reflected in


    Javier''s twitching eye.


    "I-I don''t know what Mr. Jasper meant." Rory''s forehead glistened with beads of sweat. Trapped


    between the devil and the deep sea, he felt the looming threat of trouble for anything he might utter.


    "D-Didn''t you say that someone might have been behind Anne''s death? Jasper said Sophia was


    behind it. Does he even have proof? Does he?"


    "I-I think you should rify with Mr. Jasper. I don''t know anything about it..."


    Javier released his tightly clenched hand, feeling a sudden weight on his shoulders. Slouching, he


    struggled to catch his breath, his earlier confidence reced by uncertainty.


    He had epted and tolerated so much. Sophia had crossed a line.


    He was utterly disgusted by Sophia. Yet, to protect the Beckett Group and his reputation as president,


    he repeatedly swallowed his pride and looked the other way.


    However, he was unable to ept one thing—Sophia was behind Anne''s murder.


    He found himself resorting to self-numbing and brainwashing.


    He tried to convince himself that Jasper''s words were fueled by anger, a deliberate strategy to inflict


    suffering and guilt upon him. He believed that Jasper aimed to provoke disgust and trouble within him.


    Rory noticed how much pain Javier was in. He cautiously asked, "Mr. Javier, do you want me to."


    "No! Don''t do anything!"Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Shaking with terror, Javier firmly grabbed Rory''s arm, his eyes wide with fear. "The trial is about to


    happen. You have a lot of other things to do. Don''t get distracted!


    "There is nothing more important than to help the Beckett Group weather through the rough waters."


    Rory knew what he was implying.


    As Sophia faced an impending trial, the inte buzzed with negativements about her. Caught in


    the crossfire due to Sophia being his wife, Javier, the president of the Beckett Group, couldn''t escape


    the fallout. Thepany''s reputation and reliability took a hit from the impact of these adverse


    comments.


    "How is the press conferenceing along?" Javierposed himself, though his suit was soaked in


    sweat.


    "Everything is in order. The press conference will start at 3:00 pm sharp tomorrow."


    Javier nodded, gazing at Anne''s tombstone with an inexplicable and troubled expression. His fingers


    were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. After a prolonged silence, he grimly said,


    "Let''s go back."


    As they returned from the cemetery, Jasper''s expression remained cold and pallid, much like the wintry


    surroundings.


    Alyssa gently sped his tensed hand with both of hers, sensing an icy chill that made her heart ache.


    After a moment of hesitation, she gently said, "Jasper, I hope you understand why I stopped you


    earlier."


    "I understand your intentions, Lyse."


    Jasper hugged Alyssa and caressed her face with his calloused hand. Suppressing the pain in his


    heart, he croaked, "You''re concerned I might reveal to Javier about Sophia''s involvement in my


    mother''s murder.


    "You''re afraid that my father didn''t love my mother enough, and he might stop me from avenging my


    mother to protect the Beckett''s Group''s reputation."


    Alyssa leaned against Jasper and nodded lightly. "Yes, but not exactly."


    "What else is there?" Shocked, Jasper looked at her deeply.


    "You''ve really hooked Mr. Javier''s interest by spilling part of the story. He will be tossing and turning,


    trying to figure out the other half of what you were about to spill for the next couple of days."


    Alyssa smirked mischievously. "Let''s keep him hanging in suspense until the very end. The truth will


    only hit him hard like a brick if wey the groundwork right. Then, it will be a fatal blow to him, leaving


    him miserable in his regret."


    "Pfft! Will he even regret it?"


    Jasper''s eyes were red. "He didn''t have a hint of remorse when my mother died. It has been two


    decades. Will his heart still feel the pain?"


    Alyssa hesitated, unsure of how to console him. In that instant, she felt an overwhelming sympathy for


    Jasper''s mother. Simultaneously, a wave of gratitude swept over her. Despite Jasper being Javier''s


    son, she couldn''t help but feel lucky that he hadn''t inherited the same selfish and cruel traits as his


    father.


    Upon arriving home, Jasper changed his clothes swiftly and headed straight to the Beckett Group.


    He had no pressing tasks at hand other than meetings to attend. However, he felt burdened and chose


    to bury himself in tasks, fearing that his negativity might affect Alyssa.


    Before he realized it, it was nightfall.


    If Alyssa had not urged him toe home for dinner after multiple calls, he would have sat in the office


    until midnight.


    Xavier drove Jasper back to the vi.


    As they opened the door, both of them stood frozen in shock.