Female Novel
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Landon swallowed hard as he felt a burning passion ignite within him. He had decided what position he
wanted to make love to his delicate wife.
"Pervert!" Biting her red lips, Alyssa forcefully jabbed Jasper in the ribs with her elbow.
The three of them took their seats back in the living hall.
After a while, Lauren fell asleep watching the television. Angelina came downstairs and prepared them
tea after settling Lauren down.
She looked at Landon, wanting to say something, but stopped herself. She figured this wasn't the best
time to report to him.
"I went back home." Landon lowered his head and drank his tea. His tone was low, and he sounded
guilty. "Jasper, Lyse, I owe you an apology. My grandfather managed to arrange for the police to
release Zoe."
A cold glint instantly appeared in Jasper's eyes when he heard that name.
"She did something terrible, but it was not enough to convict her of it. I knew she would be released
after being detained for half a month."
Alyssa remained unfazed. She was calm. "However, even if Zoe were released, she would be as good
as dead in this country—she would be shunned by society.
"Her reputation has been dragged through the mud because of the negative news surrounding her. She
can wave her dream to be the center of attention and talk of the town goodbye.
"Even if she has the Harper family in her pocket, officials have banned her. She will never appear in
public events, TV stations, or livestream platforms. Being a pianist was completely out of the question.
"Sophia and Zoe were the nastiest women in Solana City. Their bad reputation would stand for
generations."
"That's not enough. It will never be enough." A fiery flame swirled in Jasper's eyes as if they would
devour everything. He squeezed Alyssa's hand so tightly that it hurt. "She needs to die without a bodynovelbin
to make up for the damage she did to Lyse. We're letting her off too easily with this punishment.
"Landon, she may be your sister, but I have to say this. Even if the law lets her go, I won't. I will never
let her go."
Alyssa's heart trembled as she rested her head on Jasper's shoulder. She felt an inexplicable sense of
peace.
"Jasper, I don't think you have your chance to do so. I've sent her away." Landon sighed as his frown
deepened. "My grandfather and mother still want to protect her. I fought with them.
"But in the end, Zoe only got kicked out. I will monitor her closely and not let her enter the country
again. Lyse, this is as much I can do for now. I want to give her a piece of my mind too, but..." "You
don't need to explain anymore, Landon. I know you're caught between a rock and a hard place." Alyssa
smiled lightly and comforted warmly, "I'm thankful enough for how much you've done. It's enough. You
don't need to do anything else.
"You are at a crucial season of your career. If you go overboard with how you handle Zoe, your
annoying uncle will use it against you and make things difficult. Your grandfather will have a bias
toward you too. Don't underestimate these biases. They might be the death of your victory to getting
the Harper Group.
"Plus, besides seeing that bitch getting the justice she deserves, I am more eager to see you and
Lauren being happy together. I want to see her marry into the Harper family gloriously. Who cares
about the obstacles ahead of you? You are strong enough to defend and protect her."
Alyssa was implying that he should focus on establishing his authority in the Harper Group. His future
with Lauren would be bright with this authority in his hands.
"Lyse, Jasper, don't worry. Leave Lauren to me."
Landon looked at Alyssa gratefully and considered her a good friend for her kindness and
understanding in wishing him and Lauren happiness.
However, he wasn't jealous.
Lauren was the perfect woman in his eyes.
Jameson was in the shooting range practicing his gun skills when Carl hastily ran to him to report to
him.
He was wearing a spotless white shirt and straight black suit pants. Black leather cuffs were clipped to
his arms, restricting his bulging biceps.
Beneath his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was as sharp as a knife. He held the gun with precision,
aiming and firing three shots at the target 100 yards away.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Carl covered his ears as he admired his boss.