Jasper sat in his office, quietly gazing at his desktop. Each time he clicked his mouse, a different picture would appear on the monitor.
All of the pictures featured none other than Alyssa herself.
These were the pictures Xavier had taken after shadowing her over the past few days.
His initial goal had been to gather information about KS World Hotelâs next move. However, he had only succeeded in capturing these candid, everyday-life images of her.
Jasperâs gaze was intense as he examined the pictures, as though he were hoping they might spring to life at any moment.
Just then, his phone vibrated.
Then it vibrated again.
Then again.
It went on for ten more times.
Jasper pursed his lips as he looked at the notifications.
What he saw made his heart leap to his throat. He swiftly got his coat and ran out the office door.
Alyssa and Cyrus had a blast catching up with each other at the Tenggrian barbecue place, topping each other off with wine every twenty minutes.
Alyssa began to get drunk. âTell me, Cyrus. When can I expect a hot-cop sister-in-law, hm?â
âHm⦠youâre just like my mother. I have a dangerous career, Alyssa. I canât go looking for someone in the same field. One of us has to be safe at all times, right?â Cyrus murmured, quietly swapping out Alyssaâs drinks for plain water.
âWhat is up with all the men in our family? Why are none of you thinking about settling down yet? When can I get some nieces or nephews to dote on?â Alyssa sighed, annoyed.
âIsnât having all of us around to dote on you enough? Arenât you worried youâll lose our affection once we find our one?â
âOh, stop it! Because of you guys, I couldnât have a single boyfriend until I graduated college! I still because of stuff like that!â Alyssa whined, cheeks flushed and heavy with alcohol.
She was flipping through old scores now. This was something the Taylor family was especially good at doing.
âDonât start. My mother thought I was dating someone because of all those chocolates. She even had people wait for me outside the gates to catch me!â
Cyrus still remembered how sore his ass had been after being spanked.
âReally? I had no idea!â Alyssaâs eyes widened. âDid you tell Mandy the snacks were for me?â
âShe had instructed the dean and teachers to ensure I didnât involve myself with anyone during that period. It was close to exam season, after all.
âI was as innocent as Mercutio amidst a backdrop of tragedy I had no part in,â Cyrus huffed, even pouting as he reminisced about those years.
âA plague on both your houses!â Alyssa teased, giggling.
âIt just so happens that I got nominated as the hottest guy in school then. Everywhere I went, girls would look at me or flirt with me in the silliest ways.
âMy lockers were filled with so many gifts. You wouldnât even believe it!â Cyrus scowled. âGood thing Mom stepped in and helped stop all that bullshit.â
âWhat?â Alyssa gasped. âSo you mean to say you used me to end your suffering, which I wasnât responsible for?â
She flicked his forehead, to which he grinned. âBack to the point-I donât want to marry right now. My wife might easily end up a widow.â
âHmm. Fair point. I.donât want to either.â
âHey, no. You still have to marry. That guy from before who came to visit? He peeled your shrimp for you, remember? He was pretty dedicated, didnât he? What do you think of him?â Cyrus suggested, then quickly muttered, âThough, he is kind of pale⦠He doesnât have any terminal illness, does he?â
Alyssa scowled, shoving him lightly.
âSeriously, though. Finding a good match with proper genes would be good for you. That way, weâll have healthy, fit descendants.â
âI wouldnât mind if they were disabled. It would still be better than someone who has shitty morals.â
Alyssa pursed her lips, her flush even more apparent now.
After finishing their meal, the siblings exited the restaurant where Sean awaited. Sean hurried out of the car to help Alyssa get on. She was so drunk that she had to lean on Cyrus to walk.
âHands off,â Cyrus snapped, holding onto his sister and nudging Sean away. âI can handle it.â
With that, he rendered Sean blinking awkwardly, standing to the side.