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?"

However, he did not bring Ms. Alyssa home with him." Carl's forehead was covered

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

The tremor in Carl's

grim glint flickered in Jameson's eyes. He loaded his gun and shot at the

was terrified to

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

midnight when Winston

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

felt slightly regretful. If he hadn't forcefully imprisoned Alyssa, she wouldn't have jumped out of the window in the middle of the night and

felt more remorseful as he

live anymore. He would be too embarrassed to meet her mother down under. At the end of the day, Alyssa's

"Uncle Winston!"

Neil turned

an exquisite white gift box, a friendly and warm glint flickering in his

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