Alyssa and her dance partner held hands and bowed to the audience when the dance ended.
Her captivating dance elevated the cocktail party into a highâend ball.
Liana was green with envy when she heard everyone praising Alice. In her teens, she was once a talented pianist who was good at singing and dancing too. For that, she had won many awards.
However, after going abroad, she busied herself with dating and having fun to the point where she abandoned her practice.
âJasper, wasnât Ms. White awesome? But I donât think itâs appropriate for her to dance in public in that revealing dress. I would have been too ashamed to do that.â
Her attempts at backstabbing Alyssa were of no use because Jasper was nowhere to be found when she turned around.
Jasper shuffled to the backstage corridor. Despite his best efforts at selfâcontrol, he could not shut down the imagery of Aliceâs allure in his mind. His throat was getting dry.
He forced himself not to think of his behavior as falling for her. He believed he was emotional because he was angry at Alice for challenging him and lying to him over and over.
All of a sudden, he overheard an excited male voice from a corner. âMy dance partner today had a freaking tiny waist! How exciting! Iâve never held a woman with a waist that tiny in my entire life!â
The compliment sounded wrong to Jasper, who immediately got triggered. The male dancer turned around when he heard the clicking of leather shoes and immediately received a punch to his face.
*Ouch!â
As a military veteran, Jasper effortlessly sent the male dancer sailing in the air with a punch. The poor dancer winced on the ground and moaned in pain.
âHow dare you dream of touching her?â Jasper smirked and demanded coldly. âWho do you think you are?â
âMâMr. Beckett?â The dancer looked like he had seen a ghost. âI thought you were marrying Ms.
Gardner. IâI didnât know that my dancer partner was your..
The mention of Liana further fueled Jasperâs rage.
*Jasper Beckett, what the hell are you doing?â
When Jasper spun around, his eyes darkened at the sight of Alyssa and Rose running over to him. The male dancer scrambled on all fours in their direction with bleeding lips.
âMr. Beckett, youâve crossed a line by beating up my people in my territory.â Rose pointed a finger in Jasperâs face furiously.
âHe was talking shit.â Jasper curled his fists with a stern look. âI punched him as a warning. He should have known the consequences of talking about certain people behind their backs.â
Alyssa was extremely stunned by his action. Her impression of him was that he was a haughty man who wouldnât bother to get into fights with people he considered beneath him.
What went into him today?
Did someone step on his toes earlier that day?
âWhat happened?â Rose glared at the male dancer.
âIâI didnât talk behind Ms. Whiteâs back. I was happy to dance with her and called my friend to show off about it without thinking. Thatâs all. âThe male dancer was terrified. âIâI didnât know that Mr. Beckett overheard me. And he heâ¦â
âThatâs enough!â Frowning, Alyssa waved. âRose, take him to the doctor.â
âMadam, I canât leave you here alone!â while staring at Jasper, Kose whispered in Alyssaâs ear, I think Jasper Beckett is funny in the head. He must be suffering from manic depression, given how heâs lashed out at people.â
âYeah, I think so too.â Alyssa nodded with a flat expression. âBut Iâll deal with him. It all started because of me. Donât worry. He wonât lay a finger on me.â
Jasperâs face fell upon hearing the private conversation between the two ladies. Rose worried for Sharon, but she listened to her mentor and left the scene with the male dancer.
The silence in the air was suffocating. The red dress on Alyssa and the thought of the male dancerâs words frustrated Jasper to no end.
He stormed up to her, took off his jacket, and handed it to her without any expression. âPut this on.â
Alyssaâs eyes gleamed as she slapped the jacket off his hand. 1 âJasper, what the fuck? You hit a dancer for no reason and forced me to wear your jacket. Are you picking on me?â
âAlice White!â His eyes wavered.
âI know you love yourself an obedient and cleanâlooking girlfriend like Liana. Sorry, but that is not my style. Iâve had enough acting prim and proper by your side for three years.
âYou do not have the right to control what I wear after our divorce. I can do anything I want. Itâs none of your business, especially when youâre about to get married to Liana!â Her sharp gaze penetrated his soul.
âDo you really want to live a life of loose morals after leaving me?â His face paled. âYou can dance, but you donât have to wear a skimpy dress! How could you let that male dancer touch and caress you?â
Alyssa chortled. âMr. Beckett, are you in love with me?â
âWhat nonsense is that?â His chest tightened, and he almost forgot to breathe.
She took a step closer to him and lifted her gaze to stare into his vacant eyes.
âYou donât even like me. You shouldnât poke your nose into othersâ business. Or maybe you were just upset because of your wretched possessivenessâyou were angry to see another man doing what you never got to do with me. Is that it?â
âAlice White, how dare you call me wretched?â He glowered fiercely at her.
âHow else can I describe you? Thereâs nothing good I can say about you now.â She stopped smiling.
âIâd advise you to protect your reputation. Stop pestering me, and go back to your fiancée. Do you know what loose morals are? Bothering your exâwife behind your fiancéeâs back!â
With that, she sassily left the scene with a twirl of her red dress. Panicking, Jasper grabbed her wrist to stop her from leaving. Tears welled up in her eyes from the pain as she struggled to free herself from his grip.
âIf you were upset at me, you should have come at me. Youâre shameless for using Rose to get back at me.â
âUsing Rose to get back at you?â Alyssa had no idea what he was talking about.
âLia came here to get Rose to design a wedding dress. Rose refused to help out and even humiliated Lia. Was that not your instruction? Didnât you take advantage of the situation to get your reven