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?"

Schmidt, we have news about Mr. Taylor. Mr. Taylor had sought out Ms. Alyssa and Jasper tonight. However, he did not bring Ms. Alyssa home with him." Carl's

didn't bring Lyse with him. Is Lyse still staying

The tremor in Carl's voice

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

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

his round of bullets. His eyes

midnight when Winston returned to Heightsnew

through. He reflected on how his daughter

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 escaped into

as he thought about

to meet her mother down under. At the end of the day,

"Uncle Winston!"

Neil turned around at

with an exquisite white gift box, a

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