Female Novel
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Amidst the chaos, a profound sense of worry and fear emerged, intensifying the turmoil reflected in
Javier's twitching eye.
"I-I don't know what Mr. Jasper meant." Rory's forehead glistened with beads of sweat. Trapped
between the devil and the deep sea, he felt the looming threat of trouble for anything he might utter.
"D-Didn't you say that someone might have been behind Anne's death? Jasper said Sophia was
behind it. Does he even have proof? Does he?"
"I-I think you should clarify with Mr. Jasper. I don't know anything about it..."
Javier released his tightly clenched hand, feeling a sudden weight on his shoulders. Slouching, he
struggled to catch his breath, his earlier confidence replaced by uncertainty.
He had accepted and tolerated so much. Sophia had crossed a line.
He was utterly disgusted by Sophia. Yet, to protect the Beckett Group and his reputation as president,
he repeatedly swallowed his pride and looked the other way.
However, he was unable to accept one thing—Sophia was behind Anne's murder.
He found himself resorting to self-numbing and brainwashing.
He tried to convince himself that Jasper's words were fueled by anger, a deliberate strategy to inflict
suffering and guilt upon him. He believed that Jasper aimed to provoke disgust and trouble within him.
Rory noticed how much pain Javier was in. He cautiously asked, "Mr. Javier, do you want me to."
"No! Don't do anything!"
Shaking with terror, Javier firmly grabbed Rory's arm, his eyes wide with fear. "The trial is about to
happen. You have a lot of other things to do. Don't get distracted!
"There is nothing more important than to help the Beckett Group weather through the rough waters."
Rory knew what he was implying.
As Sophia faced an impending trial, the internet buzzed with negative comments about her. Caught in
the crossfire due to Sophia being his wife, Javier, the president of the Beckett Group, couldn't escape
the fallout. The company's reputation and reliability took a hit from the impact of these adverse
comments.
"How is the press conference coming along?" Javier composed himself, though his suit was soaked in
sweat.
"Everything is in order. The press conference will start at 3:00 pm sharp tomorrow."
Javier nodded, gazing at Anne's tombstone with an inexplicable and troubled expression. His fingers
were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. After a prolonged silence, he grimly said,novelbin
"Let's go back."
As they returned from the cemetery, Jasper's expression remained cold and pallid, much like the wintry
surroundings.
Alyssa gently clasped his tensed hand with both of hers, sensing an icy chill that made her heart ache.
After a moment of hesitation, she gently said, "Jasper, I hope you understand why I stopped you
earlier."
"I understand your intentions, Lyse."
Jasper hugged Alyssa and caressed her face with his calloused hand. Suppressing the pain in his
heart, he croaked, "You're concerned I might reveal to Javier about Sophia's involvement in my
mother's murder.
"You're afraid that my father didn't love my mother enough, and he might stop me from avenging my
mother to protect the Beckett's Group's reputation."
Alyssa leaned against Jasper and nodded lightly. "Yes, but not exactly."
"What else is there?" Shocked, Jasper looked at her deeply.
"Pfft! Will he even regret it?"
Jasper's eyes were red. "He didn't have a hint of remorse when my mother died. It has been two
decades. Will his heart still feel the pain?"
Upon arriving home, Jasper changed his clothes swiftly and headed straight to the Beckett Group.
He had no pressing tasks at hand other than meetings to attend. However, he felt burdened and chose
to bury himself in tasks, fearing that his negativity might affect Alyssa.
Before he realized it, it was nightfall.
If Alyssa had not urged him to come home for dinner after multiple calls, he would have sat in the office
until midnight.
Xavier drove Jasper back to the villa.
As they opened the door, both of them stood frozen in shock.