Jasperâs mistaken perception of Alyssa was unquestionably deserving of a spot in the hall of shame.
Right at that moment, the intercom rang. Jasper put the call on speaker. âWhat is it?â
âMr. Beckett, Ms. Alyssaâs secretary is here to see you. He didnât have an appointment. Should we send him away?â
Xavier rolled his eyes upon learning that Sean was here. He despised Sean very much, and their relationship resembled that of cats and dogs-in a perpetual state of conflict.
âLet him in,â ordered Jasper in a cold and composed tone.
The opportunity to meet the esteemed president of the Beckett Group was a rare privilege. However, Sean was connected to Alyssa, so Jasper was willing to make an exception.
A few minutes later, Sean entered the office with a stoic expression.
âMr. Beckett, I came under Ms. Alyssaâs orders to deliver something to you,â said Sean as he placed at white box on Jasperâs desk.
âWhatâs inside?â Jasperâs gaze was fixed on the box.
âA bomb,â Sean replied indifferently.
Jasper pursed his lips, finding himself at a loss for words.
âHey, do you think youâre funny?â Xavier couldnât tolerate Sean at all. He was such a lackey for Alyssa.
He retorted, âIf it really is a bomb, do you think you can get past the security check at the Beckett Groupâs entrance?â
Sean sneered at him. âSo why did Mr. Beckett ask in the first place? You just have to keep in mind that itâs nothing dangerous. Ms. Alyssa gave it to you, so just accept it.â
Xavier gritted his teeth and thought to himself that the person in front of him might seem decent, but he could be quite an asshole when speaking.
Jasper pressed his lips together firmly as he opened the box with curiosity.
Indeed, there wasnât anything dangerous in it. Instead, a mousse cake shaped like a dogâs head was in it. He smiled unwittingly.
âDid Ms. Alyssa make this herself?â He seemed composed, but a hint of joy in his eyes gave him away.
âHuh, how can you even entertain such a thought, Mr. Beckett? Ms. Alyssa told me to buy it for you. Do you still think youâre worthy of Ms. Alyssaâs cooking?â Sean mocked.
Jasper was dumbfounded, his jaw clenched tight.
âYouâre speaking in vain. Itâs not as if Ms. Alyssa never cooked for Mr. Beckett. If he wasnât worthy, how could she have done so for three years?â Xavier snapped angrily. He could no longer hold back his anger.
Sean glanced at Jasper with disdain. âAlice might make dog food, but thatâs not the case for Ms.
Alyssa.â
Xavier was utterly infuriated. He clenched his fists, ready to throw a punch at him. âHow dare you!â
âThatâs enough, Xavier,â Jasper called a halt to his actions. Instead, he questioned Sean sternly, âWhy did Alyssa send me this?â
âMs. Alyssa sent me here to tell you that she has already received the anonymous email you sent. This is what she gave you in return.â
Jasper was stunned for a while. She already knew? So soon?
âMs. Alyssa sent this cake to remind you not to treat her like a fool, Sheâs incredibly smart an extremely talented people around her. She doesnât need a strategist whoâs as dense as a dog.â
and has Once Sean had finished his sentence, he didnât even bother to excuse himself. He simply turned and left the office right away.
âStrategist whoâs as dumb as a dog. Was he talking about you?â
Jasper thought that even if it had been that apparent, he did not need to point it out.
Xavier finally realized what he had blurted out when he saw Jasperâs grim expression. His face turned pale in an instant, and he timidly retreated to the corner of the wall.