Female Novel
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Late at night, Solana City International Airport seemed calm on the surface, but there was a storm
brewing.
Cyrus had applied for an arrest warrant and requested to work with the head of customs to hunt down
Inigo. They were conducting a tight surveillance operation without causing public panic or affecting
normal flight operations.
The goal was to arrest Inigo on the spot.
Plainclothes police officers were present in the airport terminal. Beyond customs, both the Taylors and
the Harpers were stationed.
The airport tonight was like a dragnet, just waiting for Inigo to fall into it.
Time was ticking away.
Jonah, Cyrus, and Landon stood in the control room, watching multiple surveillance screens. Their
hearts were pounding. Even when their eyes were sore from staring at the screens, they dared not
slack off.
"Mr. Jonah, Chief Cyrus, is there a possibility..."
Landon, feeling a bit stifled by the atmosphere, cleared his throat and asked, "Is there a possibility that
Inigo disappeared for so long because he underwent plastic surgery?
"By now, he must have recovered. What if he appears with a brand new face right under our noses,
and we don't recognize him?"
Jonah stared at the screens with a stern face. Due to his intense focus, he didn't really hear what
Landon said.
Out of politeness, Cyrus glanced at Landon and replied nonchalantly, "Think about it. If he had plastic
surgery, how did the Ivory Gang find him?"
Landon blinked, suddenly realizing he had asked a dumb question. "Right. that makes sense! Haha!"
Cyrus was speechless.
So, were friends supposed to complement each other? Or was Jasper friends with Landon to show off
his intelligence and wit?
"Wait. Zoom in on the center screen." Jonah stared fixedly at the monitor, suddenly gripping the edge ofnovelbin
the table.
The police officer immediately operated the controls and enlarged the middle screen.
The next moment, all three of them were stunned.
Then, an intense, icy pressure swept through the entire control room.
To their astonishment, it was Jameson on the screen.
He was pushing a wheelchair with his mother seated on it, followed by Carl and two bodyguards.
"Jamebitch? How dare he show up?" Landon erupted in anger, slamming his fist on the table.
"Jameson's private plane is here. It's highly possible that Inigo is boarding his private plane to leave
Solana City."
Jonah's expression turned icy as he fixed his gaze on the screen. "His appearance at this moment with
his mother is likely a diversion. He wants to use his identity to cover for Inigo."
Cyrus nodded solemnly. "I agree. It's too coincidental. It must be a conspiracy."
"Damn... He's so eager to show up. He just can't wait to die." Landon's eyes seemed to be spewing
fire.
"From this moment on, we can't overlook any corner of the airport. We must closely monitor Jameson's
every move as well. If necessary, we cannot let him leave the airport." Jonah's brows furrowed, his
eyes flickering with a cold glint.
Meanwhile, Jameson pushed his mother in the wheelchair, along with Carl and others. When they
successfully passed through customs, they headed toward his private plane.
"Jimmy, where are we going?" Lily raised her face to look at her son. Her expression was so innocent
and naive that it didn't match her age.
"Mom, you've been cooped up at home for too long. I'm taking you out for some fresh air.
Jameson's deep eyes brimmed with warmth. Suddenly, he stopped and knelt before his mother,
carefully tucking the plush blanket over her knees. "I'll go wherever you want to go."
"Jimmy, haven't you always been telling me that you want to go on a graduation trip with Lyse? You
always said that your biggest wish was to be with Lyse.
"Bringing me along is just a burden. Why don't you go with Lyse? She hasn't come to our house for a
long time. You should spend some time with her."
Lily continued, "I'll make delicious food for you both. I remember Lyse likes chocolate and cake. I'll
make them for you. Don't tell her that I made them. Say you made them yourself. Lyse will definitely be
touched."
At the mention of Alyssa, Lily's originally dull eyes lit up with a touch of liveliness.
"Mom, thank you for thinking of me. I'm very happy that you like Lyse so much."
Jameson gently brushed his trembling hand against his mother's thin cheek. Tears shimmered in his
eyes, but he forced a smile.
"But I couldn't convince Lyse to go with me this time. Sorry to disappoint you."
"What are you talking about, Jimmy?"
Feeling her son's low spirits, Lily anxiously gestured with her hands in the air, resembling a bewildered
child. "Why would I be disappointed? I'm just afraid of you not being happy.
"It's okay. There's plenty of time ahead. Spend more time with Lyse, and slowly, she'll discover how
good you are. She'll definitely fall in love with you."
Jameson nodded gently with a smile, but he felt uncomfortable inside.
Lily was experiencing cognitive confusion, with memory and physical functions gradually deteriorating.
The Jameson she saw now was from the old days—perhaps from his high school or college days.
Sometimes, Jamesone was even a child who was playing happily beside her.
Unfortunately, she completely forgot what her son looked like now.
"Mom, since you like Lyse so much, I'll try my best to make her fall in love with me and make her your
daughter-in-law."
As his words fell, a cold voice pierced his heart.
"Jameson."
It was Alyssa's voice.
How could he not recognize the voice of his dream woman?
Jameson couldn't hide his excitement. He turned around immediately. But the next moment, his
expression sank.
Alyssa and Jasper stood side by side in front of him. Their expressions were frosty, and their hostility
was evident.