Jasper and Alyssa looked at one another in shock.


    Alyssa probed, "What did that man look like? Do you still remember his face?"


    "Of course I do."


    Angelina frowned. "He''s... very good-looking."


    Jasper and Alyssa were speechless. They never expected Angelina to utter those words.


    "I''m not kidding. He''s genuinely quite good-looking. His face is the type that leaves asting impression


    with just one nce."


    "Were there any other attributes he had?" Alyssa pressed on as she was unsatisfied with the answer.


    "He looked a bit familiar. I keep getting the nagging feeling that I''ve seen him somewhere."


    Angelina knocked on her head with her fist, attempting to jog her memory.


    Immediately, Alyssa rushed forward and grabbed Angelina by her wrist. She said to her soothingly, "It''s


    alright. It''s okay. It''s alright if you can''t recall the details. Don''t hurt yourself."


    Angelina locked eyes with Alyssa. Suddenly, her face lit up. "I remember now. He looked. somewhat


    like Mr. Cyrus!"


    Alyssa was slightly taken aback. "Oh? He must be quite handsome then," shemented.


    Jasper was at a loss for words.


    Was this the right time to mention that?


    Angelina ced her trembling hand on her injured left leg, still reeling from the shock of the incident.


    "I''m certain that the assassin has undergone rigorousbat training. His skills rival those of foreign


    mercenaries.


    "I doubt Preston has the resources to hire such an expert. But if he wasn''t the mastermind, how did the


    assant smuggle Madam Lauren into Harper Group''s highly secure building? Moreover, he locked her


    in the safe room known only to Mr. Harper Senior."


    "That''s likely because he colluded with someone from Harper Group." Jasper''s eyes were dim.


    "Preston has got to be one of them. And perhaps Mr. Harper Senior had a hand in it too."


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    Tears welled up in Alyssa''s eyes, and a chill ran down her spine.


    With Landon as the exception, everyone else in Harper Group seemed intent on destroying Lauren.


    They were all Lauren''s enemies!


    Alyssa couldn''t discern whether their animosity toward Lauren stemmed from her neuroatypical


    condition or if they simply didn''t want Landon to be happy.


    "Mr. Beckett, Ms. Alyssa... I have only one request to ask from you." Angelina''s badly beaten body


    trembled as she spoke, choking back tears. "Please help Mr. Landon and Madam Lauren.


    "Please don''t separate them no matter what. Mr. Landon cannot be without Madam Lauren. He won''t


    be able to live without her."


    Alyssa reached out to steady Angelina, fearing she might copse.


    In truth, Alyssa had never thought of separating them. To her, Lauren was as dear as her own sister,


    Tatiana. Moreover, she was Lauren''s sister-inw. She hadshed out at Landon only because her


    heart went out to Lauren.


    If she hadn''t been so harsh with her words, would Landon evene to realize the gravity of the


    situation?


    If this happened again, Lauren might very well end up dead!


    "Angelina, we will try our best to convince Grandpa Newton from our side. As for the Harpers, Landon


    has to resolve things on his own. That is not just his responsibility toward Lauren, but also toward


    Grandpa Newton."


    Jasper exined seriously, "The only way for us to convince Grandpa is if Landon shows enough


    sincerity. Otherwise, we wouldn''t be able to do anything even if we wanted to."


    "Thank you, Mr. Beckett," Angelina uttered with a gaze full of gratitude.


    "Angelina, when you get back, perform a thorough check of the room. It would be best if you''re able to


    acquire a sample of that man''s fingerprints."


    Alyssa was determined. "I will then hand the fingerprint sample to Cyrus. He is a police officer. He will


    be able to get his forensic colleagues'' help to see if they have any information about that man.


    "If he''s indeed a hitman, this wouldn''t have been his first offense. Criminals like him would never be


    bothered to clean up their crime scene. So, his fingerprints would definitely be recorded in the


    fingerprint database. Once aparison is done, we should be able to find out his identity."


    Betty drove the car alone and arrived at Middleton Resort as agreed.


    Being a pricey and exclusive members-only resort, Middleton Hot Spring boasted only a handful of


    customers around.


    That night, the ce looked as if it had beenpletely cleared out. There was not a single soul to be


    seen in the spacious reception area.


    Betty had just stepped into the main entrance when she was approached by someone who looked like


    a secretary.


    "May I know if you are Ms. Betty?"


    "You are.?" Betty replied, unsure. The man didn''t seem like someone who would work with Zoe.


    "Ms. Zoe asked me to take you in. Pleasee with me."


    After a short walk, Betty was led to the front of a door.


    "Ms. Zoe is right inside. Please enter." Upon saying that, the secretary left.


    Betty snorted coldly. She couldn''t believe how much Zoe put herself on airs. Meeting her was like


    meeting royalty.


    Betty pushed the door open and entered. She was weed by a wave of steaming heat.


    Betty followed the sound of flowing water and walked toward it. She could vaguely hear the sounds of a


    woman moaning over and over.


    Her chest tightened. She gulped before pushing the door open.


    Amidst the clouds of steam, she spotted a naked Zoe with her back pressed against a rock. A man was


    holding her by the waist and mming his hips on her.


    Betty let out a scream in shock.


    That man was startled. He froze mid-action and looked behind him quickly.


    Betty got a good look at Freddy''s face. Her jaws dropped!


    Zoe was still panting softly. She smiled at Freddy enticingly and wrapped her arms around his neck


    casually. "Don''t stop... Keep going."