Chapter 371: Chapter 371

Alyssa might not be in the lobby, but she was aware of all the happenings in the hotel.

“Ms. Alyssa, Mr. Beckett and Mr. Schmidt are here. They wanted to meet you. What should I …” Sean placed a finger on his Bluetooth earbud and turned around, lowering his voice.

Jasper and Jameson immediately straightened up, their expressions growing tense.

“Meet me? What for? Are they looking for a discount?”

“They won’t leave without meeting you. I can’t call the security on them, can I?” Sean was stuck between a rock and a hard place because of the two obstinate men.

“Ask them what they’re here for.” Alyssa’s voice was devoid of warmth, like a judge in court.

“Ms. Alyssa would like to know your purpose for meeting her,” Sean said with a hint of irritation.

“I’m here to invite her to dinner as a thank you.” Jameson smiled and nudged his glasses. “I have mailed the signed CD to my mom, and she loves it so much. She wanted me to treat Ms. Alyssa to a meal, or she’d feel bad.”

After explaining, Jameson shot a mocking glance at Jasper. He was confident that the kind and soft-

hearted Alyssa wouldn’t turn him down if he mentioned his mother.

Even if Alyssa weren’t interested in him, she’d likely prefer him over Jasper, the cruel bastard who had hurt her.

Sean turned to Jasper for an answer. Jasper merely replied, “For work.”

Jameson furrowed his brows at Jasper’s curt reply. After moments of silence, she instructed Sean, “Bring Mr. Beckett to me.”

Jameson and Sean were stunned by her decision. A joyous smile lit up Jasper’s face, like a mistress who finally got her lover’s attention.

“Mr. Lynch, please bring me there.”

Sean turned around, angry. “Come with me!”

Jameson was blinded by rage when Jasper left. A vortex of anger swirled inside him, and he felt he might explode at any time.

Carl instantly knew that Jameson met defeat when the latter returned to the underground parking alone.

He quietly helped Jameson into the car.

Jameson sat in the back and closed his eyes like he was resting, but his tense jaw suggested that he was simmering in anger.

Alyssa called Jasper in for a meeting. Humiliation spread through his body, as though she had physically slapped him in front of a romantic rival.

“Mr. Schmidt, where to?” Carl carefully questioned.

“Did I ask you to speak?” Jameson sneered. Carl hurriedly hung his head and broke out in a cold sweat.

After a prolonged silence, Jameson finally opened his eyes and cracked his knuckles. “Look into the relationship between Landon Harper’s sister and Jasper Beckett.” 1 “D-Does Landon Harper even have a sister?”

Jameson did not reply, but a stern look flashed under his glasses.

“I-I’ll look into it soon!” Carl stammered fearfully. Jameson shut his eyes in satisfaction. “Take me to The Millennium.”

The Millennium was a private clubhouse Jameson had established in Solana City five years ago and registered under Carl’s name.

The woman working in the clubhouse was his source of information in Solana City, helping him establish connections.

This time, she might serve a different purpose.

At that thought, Jameson adjusted his glasses with an eerie grin.

Sean led Jasper to the entrance of the restaurant’s kitchen. As they approached, Jasper smoothed his tie and instinctively glanced at the reflection on the wall beside him to inspect his appearance.

He’d never experienced this level of nervousness, not even when he received awards in the military or held his first meeting as the group president.