Chapter 246
“You really are Little Bastard Alyssa cackled joyfully.
The man smiled, the coldness in his eyes dissipating instantly. He tucked his glasses back,
reminiscing on the nickname he had been called so long ago.
Even his father stopped calling him that years ago. Yet Alyssa was still the same old as before, unrestrained and always doing whatever she pleased.
“You’re as beautiful as ever, even after fifteen years, Alyssa.”
“Hehe… You’re not bad yourself!” Alyssa grinned, patting his cheek.
The man’s smile deepened. He did not shy away from her touch. Now, this was the Alyssa he’d
always remembered.
She covered her mouth, burping once again. This time, her knees started shaking. She was unable
to hold herself up any longer.
The man smirked and lifted her into his arms right away, feet off the floor.
“Hey, put me down!” Alyssa cried, wriggling away from his grasp like a feisty kitten. Her burgundy
-red dress made the nicest contrast with her pale, milky skin.
Feeling a sudden desire to toy with her, the man asked, “Sure, but only if you say my name.”
“You You’re James James…” Alyssa really couldn’t recall at this point. The alcohol had turned
her mind into mush. She didn’t even know what she was mumbling on and on about, much less.
remember the man’s name.
Jameson Schmidt. But I don’t mind if you want to call me Little Bastard,” Jameson murmured in
her ear, teasing her. “But only you can call me that. No one else.”
Unfortunately, Alyssa was too far gone to be affected. His words instantly became random
numbers and sounds in her mind.
Jameson carefully laid her down on the lounge in his room, making sure she was supported.
Just then, his secretary gave him a call on his phone.
“They’re here, Mr. Schmidt.”
“Send them back,” Jameson said, never once looking away from Alyssa.
“Huh?” His secretary asked, surprised.
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