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Dominic clasped his daughter's hand, looking excited. "Just you wait, sweetie. Our lives are soon going to change
for the better."
"Dad, can you find a way to snatch Jasper Beckett from Alyssa foronce you get rid of Uncle Winston and take
over KS Group?" Renee asked hopefully, holding onto her father's arm.
"Jasper Beckett? Not in the slightest chance!" Dominic flung Renee's hand away. He felt so angry when he
thought about how Jasper had humiliated him twice and even smashed his phone.
"Why not? Weren't you so supportive ofgetting together with him before?" Renee pouted. "Wouldn't you be
proud to be the father-in-law of Beckett Group's CEO? Heck, it'd be the greatest thing in the world for you."
"You can marry whichever rich heir you want amongst Belbanks' elite families, just not Jasper Beckett!" Dominic
rose to his feet in a fit of rage. "We can set your relationship matters on the back burner for now.
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"Once | put an end to Winston and take over the company, I'll naturally find a suitable match for you. Don't
worry. Your future husband will definitely be just as powerful as Jasper Beckett is. | won't let you lose to Alyssa in
any way!"
There was always a fly on the wall, just as Alyssa predicted.
Jameson had quickly gotten word of Winston's admittance into the hospital from the spies he installed around
Belbanks and the Taylor family.
"This is too much of a coincidence, Mr. Jameson," Carl said as he watched Jameson play chess. He continued,
"Jasper Beckett has only just gotten the medicine from Mr. Justin.
"Winston Taylor should be recovering after consuming it, even if such recovery would only be temporary. Why did
his sickness worsen and make him end up in the hospital? What is going on?"
Jameson picked up a black chess piece, ready to knock an opposing white one off the table. "Drugs and medicine
are inherently toxic in sway, even more so for drugs which take effect quickly like this one.
"Winston Taylor is an old man. If he consumes the medication without thinking about the potential side effects,
he'd basically be sentencing himself to death.
"| gave Winston the medicine last tto save his life. If | do it again, it might take his life instead."
Carl's eyes widened. "Do... Do you mean that Mr. Justin never planned to help Winston Taylor in the first place,
but to."
"Jasper was the one who asked for the medicine. Mr. Justin naturally gave it to him and even secured himself a
favor from Jasper. Not only that, but it even caused the Taylor family turmoil. Why would Mr. Justin turn away
from such an opportunity?" Jameson said, though his expression was unpleasant. Jameson had been very
concerned with how Justin viewed Alyssa.
"Oh. How... wise of Mr. Justin," Carl said, stopping himself from saying the word "wicked" instead.
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"Neither the Taylor family nor the Becketts have what it takes to oppose Mr. Justin. He has control over both
family's situations."
Jameson knocked away another white chess piece before sighing. "I support Mr. Justin in this ghe plays no
matter what. | don't care who he wants dead, be it Winston or Jonah Taylor. all save Lyse. As long as Mr. Justin
doesn't harm Lyse, I'll be okay with whatever he chooses to do."
Carl thought about things for a moment before he said, "Then do you want to inform Mr. Victor of what happened
to Winston Taylor, sir?"
"Have you released the bait like | told you?" Jameson asked, eyes narrowing.
"As you instructed, sir."
"Alright. Update Victor, then. He's bound to find out even if we don't tell him ourselves," Jameson said. He
sneered and continued, "I can't wait to see that weak old man struggle in futility."
Carl sneered. "Struggle? You think too highly of him, sir. I'd say Winston Taylor is breathing his last breath."