rissa jolted in fear.


    "Besides, don''t you know how much a kidney transnt costs? Your dad still proved himself useful to


    me when he was the Attorney General years ago. I would have seen it as an investment and saved him


    back then.


    "But he''s a dying old man now. Why would I waste my money and energy on a man who''s about to


    meet his maker? I''m not doing charity." Josh looked away in disdain and snorted. "If your dad could


    wait, make him wait. If he can''t, he only has himself to me."


    After Josh left, rissa fell on her knees helplessly. She covered her face and wept.


    In the evening, rissa changed into simple clothes to visit her father, Oscar Sparks, at the hospital.


    She covered every inch of her skin from head to toe to hide her bruises and scars from Oscar.


    Oscar had weakened to a point where he struggled to speak. Still, he tried to stop rissa from


    worrying about him because he was aware of her suffering in her marriage to Josh.


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    Had the Schmidt family not financially assisted the Sparks family, the Sparkses would have gone


    bankrupt. It was all thanks to the Schmidt Group that rissa''s brother, Hendrix Sparks, had a job. As


    a result, Oscar dared not ask for more.


    rissa verbally promised not to worry, but she took the chance of getting water and sobbed


    inconsbly on the bench in the corridor.


    The doctor gave Oscar a month to live. A kidney transnt was their final hope, but the surgery risk


    was high.


    Oscar had repeatedly talked her out of trying, but she couldn''t bring herself to give up on him. As a


    daughter, she wanted her dad to live. Moreover, Oscar was the only reason that kept her going. If


    Oscar passed away, she would have no reason to live with the Schmidts.


    Right then, she heard the steady sounds of leather shoes and the crisp clicking of heels. Two people


    approached her.


    "Ms. Sparks."


    rissa couldn''t help but marvel at the clear and melodious voice. She slowly raised her swollen eyes,


    only to be shocked by Alyssa and Jasper''s presence. They looked like the perfect couple.


    Although rissa was in a seated position with Alyssa towering over her, Alyssa did not put on any


    airs. Instead, she shed rissa a gracious and friendly smile.


    Jasper, holding onto Alyssa''s waist, looked as handsome as ever. No man from the Schmidt family


    could hold a candle to him—not even Jameson, the popr choice in the race to power right now.


    Although Jameson was good-looking, he did not exude the same air as Jasper. Jameson wouldn''t


    appear like a leader, even if he was appointed to be one. Jasper was the embodiment of a real leader.


    No woman except for Alyssa was good enough for him. They were indeed a match made in heaven.


    "Mr. Beckett, Ms. Alyssa, why are you..." rissa''s voice trailed off in surprise.


    Not in a rush to exin the purpose of the visit, Alyssa took a seat beside rissa like a friend.


    "General Sparks must have been hospitalized for quite a while."


    rissa lowered her head. It had been a while since she heard Oscar being addressed as such. "Dad


    has retired a while ago. I haven''t heard anyone calling him General since."


    Alyssa smiled patiently. "General Sparks might have retired, but his legacy in the Sna City justice


    system remains. My second brother is a prosecutor. He once took General Sparks'' ss when he


    majored in political science and prw at the University of Sna City. My brother held General


    Sparks in high regard."


    "Ms. Alyssa, Dad is not as great as you make him sound." Teary-eyed, rissa crumpled the hem of


    her shirt. "I''m sure you''re here for a reason. You must be here to discuss matters rted to the Schmidt


    Group, likely about my husband.


    "I''m sorry, but we''re standing on opposing sides. As a member of the Schmidt family, I will never betray


    the Schmidt Group. You don''t have to say anything more to me. Please leave."


    Frowning, Jasper shot a hesitant nce at Alyssa. Even as the president of the Beckett Group, he felt


    the need to ask for permission from his partner before speaking. It seemed that Alyssa was the one


    wearing the pants in the rtionship.


    Alyssa nodded in silence. Upon getting the green light, Jasper handed over the documents they


    prepared to rissa.


    "What is."


    "Ms. Sparks, we don''t need an answer from you right away. Please have a look at these documents for


    now," Alyssa suggested with a calm smile.