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    The moment Jasper''s lips touched Alyssa''s, an overwhelming wave of emotions surged through his chest and rushed to his head. He pinned Alyssa''s supple body to the bed, kissing her clumsily and forcefully. Her eyes shimmered with tears.


    At first, she struggled slightly, gasping for air. But soon, she surrendered to the kiss she had longed for, lifting her hips and grabbing onto Jasper''s shirt as she kissed him back.


    Their breaths intertwined, creating a beautiful harmony.


    Jasper''s gaze deepened as he looked into her moist eyes and at her delicate nose, which, at its tip, was flushed a rosy pink.


    That night, they lingered in a breathless kiss.


    Suddenly, the sound of a ringing phone pierced the moment. Jasper''s and Alyssa''s eyes flew open as though jolted awake from a dream. At the same time, an immense pain shot through Jasper''s head and spread throughout his body.


    He pulled away from the kiss and dashed out of the hospital ward without looking back.


    Alyssa trembled as she knelt on the bed. She reached out for Jasper but grasped only cold, empty air. She pursed her lips, red and moist from the kiss.


    She picked up her ringing phone from the bedside table, forcing herself to suppress the pain in her heart.


    "Amber, is everything okay? Why are you calling at this hour?" Alyssa asked in a concerned voice while she steadied her breathing.


    In a low voice, Amber said, "Lyse, I''m sorry... Did I wake you?"


    Alyssa wiped away the tears from her eyes and forced herself to sound calm. "No worries, I was already up. You can tell me what''s on your mind."


    "Lyse, are you... are you now very close with Mr. Justin Beckett?" Amber asked abruptly, her voice tinged with anxiety.


    Alyssa straightened up. "We''re not particrly close. It was just because he saved me previously that we''ve been having a few more interactions recently. Why do you ask?"This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    "I don''t know how to exin it... My mind is in a mess right now." Amber took a deep breath before continuing, her voice trembling slightly. "Yesterday, I was volunteering at the orphanage and ran into Mr. Justin. As I walked past him, I heard his voice...


    "It sounded just like the ''Sir'' who manipted Jameson from behind the scenes."


    Alyssa''s eyes widened, the lingering tension from earlier evaporating as the air around her turned cold. "Amber, are you sure about this?"


    "I can''t be 100% sure. After all, there are many people with simr voices. But when I apanied Jameson to Mosgravia to meet Sir, I overheard a part of their conversation. Sir''s voice was unforgettable, captivating even." Amber''s voice grew shaky. "I also heard that Mr. Justin has been recuperating in Mosgravia. Could it just be a coincidence? If Mr. Justin is Sir, then his intentions for approaching you... Lyse, you might be in danger!"


    Alyssa tightened her grip on her phone. She looked out the window and at the sky, which was starting to brighten. "Sir" had been in Mosgravia, and so was Justin. Moreover, Justin had returned just after Jameson''s downfall despite having kept a low profile for years.


    Why was that?


    Was it solely because he missed home and had almost nursed himself back to health?


    But this idea itself was absurd!


    Perhaps he felt ready and strong enough and decided it was time to return to the Beckett family to reim everything that was rightfully his.


    Or perhaps, with Jameson gone, Justin no longer had anyone left to manipte. So, he could only return to handle matters personally.