Aidan''s arrest caused an uproar, and Lovce Group became the target of condemnation.


    Although no concrete evidence yet linked the human drug experimentation to Lovce Pharmaceuticals, suspicion was a powerful force. Once doubt crept in, innocence became a distant memory. "Mr. Schmidt, you''re incredible! It''s like you can see the future!"


    In the chairman''s office, Carl excitedly showed Jameson thements on his iPad. "Aidan has be our scapegoat. The public is now attacking Lovce Group, thinking they''re the culprits behind the human experimentation. Everything is under your control!"


    Jameson smoothly swung his golf club, making a perfect shot. "Anyone who works for me must be under my control. I won''t use those who aren''t. I promised Mr. Justin that everything in Sna City would be handled perfectly, and I always keep my word."


    Carl looked smug. "Aidan is in deep trouble now. If he dares to mention your name to the police, we''ll release the video of him drugging the woman, leading to her death from cardiac paralysis.


    "Drug trafficking might get him ten years with a goodwyer, but murder? Even if it''s idental, he''s looking at either the death penalty or life imprisonment since he tried to cover it up. As long as we hold this evidence, he''ll take the secret to his grave."


    "You''re right. He should take the secret to his grave," Jameson said calmly while swinging the club again.


    Carl was startled. "D-Do you mean..."C0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.


    Jameson smiled faintly. "Find an opportunity and get rid of him."


    "But Mr. Schmidt, we''re in the spotlight right now. Isn''t that unnecessary?" Carl took the club Jameson handed him. "With this evidence, Aidan won''t dare to breathe a word. You can rest assured."


    "Firstly, I don''t trust anyone except the dead." Jameson moved to the couch and elegantly swirled a ss of red wine. "Secondly, if Aidan dies at this critical moment, what do you think the public will assume?" Carl''s eyes widened as he realized. "They''ll think... he couldn''t bear the pressure and killed himself out of guilt!"


    "I told you. I like to squeeze out everyst bit of value. Aidan''s final value lies in his death." Jameson savored the wine with a smile. "Do it ASAP and make it look natural." "Yes, Mr. Schmidt!"


    "Also, has Nichs been up to anythingtely?" Jameson''s eyes shed with a cold glint behind his gold-rimmed sses.


    "I''ve had people watching him. Since helping Aidan dispose of the body, he''s either been at work or at the nursing home with his wife. He hasn''t gone anywhere or seen anyone." "Inform me immediately if there''s any unusual activity."


    "Mr. Schmidt, if-just hypothetically-Chief Novak does something out of line, what will you do?" Carl asked hesitantly.


    Jameson shot him a look. "You know perfectly well."


    Carl bowed, feeling a chill down his spine.


    To Jameson, everything in the world was insignificant except for Alyssa. She was like a unique and precious moon in his dark world.


    When Nichs left the nursing home, it was alreadyte.


    He wasn''t going home tonight. He nned to stay with Natalie in her ward. After a long day of care, he was mentally and physically exhausted. He stepped out for a walk to clear his mind.


    Passing by an electronics store, he noticed the TV in the window ying a news segment about Aidan''s arrest and the illegal drugs. Several pedestrians had stopped to watch and discuss the scandal. S


    Nichs walked by with weary eyes and an expressionless face as if the news had nothing to do with him.


    He entered a quiet café and ordered the cheapest coffee before sitting in a corner, lost in thought.


    As he recalled Natalie''stest diagnosis, tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart ached.


    "Nat..." Nichs closed his eyes in a


    dry lips and searched his pockets for a lighter but couldn''t find any.


    dre put a cigarette his


    Suddenly, with a sharp flick, a cluster of orange mes ignited before him.


    Nichs looked up in a daze. His heart skipped a beat at the sight.


    The man standing before him was tall and imposing, with longshes and a slight, arrogant smile on his thin lips.


    "What a coincidence, Chief Novak," Jasper said with a faint smile in his eyes. Seeing Nichs in a daze, he lit his cigarette for him.


    This act stunned Nichs. It wasn''t every day that someone as distinguished as Jasper would light a cigarette for someone.