It was public knowledge that Newton, despite retiring from his role as the Beckett Group''s chairman,


    held thepany stocks and remained the shareholder and the honorary chairman across many other


    companies.


    He remained in control of Brighton Technology and Alcove Co. Although Javier was eager to get his


    hands on the twopanies, Newton refused to give him the opportunity.


    However, Newton had breezily given Jasper power in the twopanies, which was clearly an act of


    favoritism. It was also a subtle deration that Jasper was the "chosen one" and the heir of Beckett


    Group.


    "Why are you quiet? Do you disagree with my decision?" Newton asked coldly.


    "I''m sure you have thought over it carefully," Javier replied.


    After a pause, Javier added, "But you''ve given Jasper too much stock ownership when he''s still young.


    I worry that he might feel pressured by it. It''s also a distraction that might affect his growth in the


    future."


    "I know what Jasper is capable of. Even if the sky falls, he''ll be able to handle it. You don''t have to


    worry about a thing when he''s the president of Beckett Group. He''s always managed to solve the


    problems. Isn''t that right? He''s driven by challenges. Put pressure on him, and you''ll help him release


    his potential.


    "Besides, he''s going to marry the Taylors'' daughter in the future. Winston Taylor is the wealthiest man


    in Belbanks. My grandson needs to hold some wealth to measure up to the Taylors. I can''t have them


    looking down at him. It''s not like he''s marrying up," Newton said aloud as he pictured the future


    marriage of Jasper and Alyssa as well as his great-grandchildren.


    Javier had wanted to talk back, but he held his tongue out of fear of provoking Newton into transferring


    more power to Jasper.


    Newton leaned back into the chair and waved dismissively at the glum-looking Javier. "You may leave


    the car. I''m about to have dinner with my grandson and my granddaughter-inw. I don''t want to ruin


    the mood, so I''m not inviting you."


    Jameson was abroad in Mosgravia in an artistically decorated room looking out to a maple grove. Birds


    chirped around them, which reminded Jameson of the idyllic towns of Cyrris.


    A digital chessboard was disyed on a huge screen in the room. Jameson was ying chess with a


    man who was seated behind a curtain.


    In front of Jameson was a crystal chess set. Every time he made a move, it would be reflected digitally


    on the screen.


    "Mr. Jameson, you should spend more time with your mom since you''re in Mosgravia. You don''t have


    to entertain me," the mysterious man remarked with a smile.


    Jameson replied courteously, "Sir, you have my loyalty. I''m not entertaining you."


    "You''ve done a lot during this time. However, after Sophia Kirkman''s downfall, I fear that Jasper Beckett


    and Alyssa Taylor might redirect their attention to you. You need to be prepared. You shouldn''t fall into


    their trap."


    "I will take note of that." The light in Jameson''s eyes dimmed.


    The mysterious man lifted a chess piece with slender fingers and decisively captured Jameson''s


    knight. The man opined, "Josh Schmidt is thest obstacle in your family. After getting rid of him, we


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    "I''ll get that done as soon as possible. I won''t keep you waiting for long."


    "Sheryl, Jameson''s tea is getting cold. Get him a new cup," the man instructed with a knowing smile.


    "Yes, sir." A lovely figure moved around. Soon, Jameson heard the tapping of heels from behind the


    curtain.


    He squinted and took off his gold-rimmed sses. He stared at a woman dressed in a white coat and


    sported shoulder-length dark hair as she glided toward him.