Carl thought Jameson looked extremely cool. Jameson was carrying a mesmerizing and manly vibe to him. He was sexy. He didn't understand why Alyssa didn't fall for such an outstanding man like Jameson.

Then, the target slowly moved over.

When it came close enough, Carl saw Jasper's picture on the target, and Jameson's shots had made a massive hole in Jasper's head.

"Amazing! You are such an amazing shooter, Mr. Schmidt. You have an eagle's eye." Carl clapped as he kissed Jameson's ass.

"It's too bad," Jameson said as he kept his gun.

"Too bad?"

"It's just a picture and not the actual person."

Jameson did not look at him. He simply took a white silk handkerchief to wipe his gun. "You were looking for me?"

Jasper tonight. However, he did not bring

expected, Jameson's eyes turned grim. "He didn't bring Lyse

in

eyes. He loaded his

Carl's feet. He was terrified to his wits, unable to utter a

after he finished his round of bullets. His eyes were bloodshot.

was almost midnight when Winston

he went there earlier, but he had since thought it through. He reflected on how his daughter had

If he hadn't forcefully imprisoned Alyssa, she wouldn't have jumped out of

felt more remorseful as he

a reason to live anymore. He would be too embarrassed to meet

"Uncle Winston!"

Neil turned around at the

them with an exquisite white gift box, a

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