Chapter 493: Chapter 493

Jasper had the same wild look in his eyes, as though he was in a colosseum.

Javier’s breath caught in his throat, his lips quivering. He recalled the very same look Jasper had cast upon him when he arrived late to the tragic scene. Anne had jumped off a high floor, and Jasper was hugging her bloodied body tightly.

Javier hated and resented Jasper, but more than anything, he feared his son. Was Jasper ready for a fallout with his father over Alyssa?

Sophia and Betty had wanted to see Jasper make a fool out of himself. Instead, they found themselves horrified, unable even to draw a breath.

Jasper closed his eyes and breathed heavily. Since there was no point arguing, he spun around to leave.

“Jasper Beckett!” Javier called his name in a shaking voice. “Are you planning to side with Alyssa and the Taylors while going against your father? Do not forget whose last name you’ve taken or the blood that flows through your veins. [1 “Remember, you wouldn’t have the opportunity to lead the Beckett Group if it weren’t for my support!”

Javier’s threats were nothing new to Jasper, who gave no reaction, irritation creeping in.

“If you go against me, I’ll remove you from the president role and strip you of everything! Try me!”

Javier’s tone became increasingly maniacal, even catching Sophia off guard as she had never witnessed him behave in such a manner.

“If that’s what you wish, go ahead-if you have the power to see it through.” Turning slowly to the back, Jasper had a determined look in his eyes. “I have no qualms turning against Beckett Group for Alyssa.”

As Jasper left the study, his broad shoulders slumped instantly, as if his very soul had been drained.

“Jasper,” Newton showed up and called to him gently. Jasper looked up with teary eyes-he’d been too immersed in his emotions to notice anyone’s presence in the corridor.

Since Newton had not changed into his pajamas, he probably did not plan to stay the night at Seaview Manor.

Ever since his wife’s passing and Javier’s marriage to Sophia, Newton no longer felt at home there.

The villa at Crescent Bay’s hills had become his true home.

“Grandpa…” Jasper began, but his voice emerged coarse and choked with tears.

“I overheard your conversation with your father in the study,” Newton remarked. Jasper bent over to allow Newton to pat his shoulder so that the latter wouldn’t have to stand from his wheelchair.

Newton commented, “It’s rude to talk back against your father, but I share your sentiment this time! I don’t want Simon Lynch to join the Beckett Group. You’re right-a greedy man like him doesn’t align with our company culture.

“Don’t worry. I might be retired, but I still have a say in the company. If Javier insists on hiring Simon Lynch, I’ll put a stop to it.”

“Grandpa, I should be taking care of this problem as the president. You should enjoy your retirement and keep these matters out of your mind,” replied Jasper. He wouldn’t want to burden his grandpa with these trivial matters.

“It’s nothing! I’m just contributing while I still can! Hey…” Newton blinked at him in anticipation. “You mentioned you’d protect Alice and confessed your feelings for her. Were you serious?”

Jasper widened his eyes while his heart pumped wildly. He gulped and answered flatly, “I said that without thinking in the heat of the moment. I didn’t give it much thought.”

“Tsk. Very well! I’ll let it slide if you’re unwilling to admit your feelings!” Newton sounded slightly disappointed.

Frowning, Jasper groaned, “Grandpa.”

“Come on, send me home! Chat with me on the way back, or it will be boring!”

“Of course.”

Jasper wheeled Newton toward the end of the corridor. With his back to Jasper, Newton flashed an amused smile.

Silly fellow. Words spoken without thought were often the most sincere.