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?"

Alyssa and Jasper tonight. However, he did not bring Ms. Alyssa home with him." Carl's forehead was covered in cold

eyes turned grim. "He didn't bring Lyse with him. Is Lyse still staying at Landon's with

in Carl's voice

Jameson's eyes. He loaded his gun and shot

terrified to

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

midnight when Winston returned to

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

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

remorseful as he thought

anything happen to her, there wouldn't be a reason to live anymore. He would be too embarrassed to meet her mother down under. At

"Uncle Winston!"

and Neil turned around

exquisite white gift box, a friendly and warm glint flickering

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