Justin''s honesty took Alyssa by surprise.
Initially, what she thought was that if Justin denied the fact that the drug was from RC, it would mean
that he had something to hide about all this.
The likelihood of him being suspicious or there being something wrong with the drug that RC
developed would be high. Even if the problem weren''t with the drug that Lauren took, it would be
enough to show that there was something fishy going on.
However, she really had no idea what to say right now.
"To be exact, I have dealings with RC and various pharmaceutical researchpanies in Mosgravia."
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Justin coughed softly. He let out a helpless smile. "All these years, my broken body has been a testing
ground. I have taken countless types of medications. I would have given them a shot as long as they
could improve my health.
"It''s also exactly because of this that I came to know RC better. I also got a better understanding of the
drugs that they are developing."
"There have been many advances in the medical field to date. I''m sure you will improve if you hang in
there, Justin." Alyssa was kind-hearted. She was merely giving the most basic constion to someone
who was being tormented by pain all year round.
At this moment, neither of them had noticed that Jasper was standing in the shadows outside the
balcony. His eyes were dark as he observed them.
"Ms. Alyssa, do you truly hope for my recovery?"
Justin smiled. "After all, I am the eldest son in the Beckett family. If I be well again, I would very
likely go against Jasper and fight to be the heir apparent. Do you really wish to see that happen?"
Alyssa smiled slightly. Her eyes were bright. "If Jasper''s position as heir apparent was attained at the
cost of your health, truth be told, I would rather have him give up the position as president.
"First and foremost, I love Jasper as the person that he is. I don''t care about his past or his
background. I will not have anyints, even if he were to cut ties with the Beckett Group one day.
Neither will my love for him diminish just because of that."
Justin frowned.
Jasper, who was still in the dark, widened his eyes.
His heart started to race.
"I want to see both of you living harmoniously with your family and journeying through highs and lows
together. I don''t want a situation where one party is always plotting against another. I do not wish to see
you both having a miserable end like the Schmidts after their internal strife.
"If your health is one day restored, Jasper and I will be happy for you from the bottom of our hearts. If
you wish to be the heir apparent, please fight it out fair and square with Jasper."
Alyssa spoke her mind openly and honestly. She was broad-minded, exuding the characteristics of a
leader.
"Your feelings for Jasper are so sincere, Ms. Alyssa. That''s very admirable." Justin fixed his tender and
gentle gaze on her. His eyes were filled with fervent yearning.
Alyssa smiled, "Sincerity will touch hearts, Justin. If you''re sincere, you can have your own happiness
one day."
"I sure hope so."
The look in Justin''s eyes was profound. He turned his wheelchair around, signaling that he was
intending to leave.
Jasper squinted. In a sh, he darted behind a wall.
His heart pounded.
"Oh, right, Ms. Alyssa."
Justin paused. He turned around again. In a concerned tone, he said, "I also heard about you when I
was in Mosgravia. Since then, I have been looking for a cure for you.
"I''ve had some progress to date. Not only did I find an effective drug, but I also found a prestigious
medical professor who''s well-known in gynecology. She has been a private doctor to royalty and the
president''s wife. She has encountered simr cases more than once. Under her care, you will have
more than a 60% chance of recovery.
"You''re so young and outstanding. It would be too much of a pity if you lost the chance to be a mother
just like that."
Upon hearing that, Jasper''s heart tightened. It was as if his heart was being squeezed tighter and
tighter. It felt like his heart could stop at any moment.
Tears welled up in his eyes. With his shaking hands, he clenched the cor of his shirt...