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?"

had sought out Ms. Alyssa and Jasper tonight. However, he

eyes turned grim. "He didn't bring Lyse with him. Is Lyse

tremor in Carl's

in Jameson's eyes. He loaded

bullet exploded under Carl's feet. He was terrified to his wits, unable

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

midnight when Winston

had since thought it through. He reflected on how his daughter had gained some weight under Jasper's care, and his

imprisoned Alyssa, she wouldn't have jumped out

remorseful as he thought about

live anymore. He would be too embarrassed to meet

"Uncle Winston!"

and Neil turned

them with an exquisite white gift box, a

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