"Feel free to ask if you need my help, Mr. Beckett." Daniel was extremely polite as if Jasper were his boss.
Meanwhile, the temperature in the car gradually rose. Jasper's and Alyssa's lips intertwined in a deep and lingering kiss.
As Jasper reluctantly ended this euphoric moment, he smiled in satisfaction.
No one could tell whether this satisfaction was due to Daniel's response or Alyssa's enthusiastic reaction.
When the call ended, Alyssa's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
"Do you have clones? You're involved everywhere. You even have people by Orlander's side?"
She lightly panted in Jasper's embrace, her gaze soft and tender. "Those people in the political field are all cunning. They're all
snobs who favor the rich.
"Especially those in positions like chief secretary. Being the high-ranking officials' confidants, they're the most difficult to win over.
How did you buy him over?"
Jasper gently stroked her sweat-dampened hair, raising an eyebrow. "Because I'm rich and respectable enough."
"Cut it out... Such a big ego." Alyssa poked his cheek with her fingertip.
"Daniel has been with Orlander for many years. But as far as I know, Orlander is hot-tempered and extremely harsh on his
subordinates. Working under him is like walking on thin ice.
"Even though Daniel has had several opportunities for promotion, Orlander deliberately suppressed him. If you were in his
shoes, would you still be loyal to such a boss?"
Alyssa nodded understandingly. "So, he found that the political path was not viable and decided to switch to the business field.
You took the opportunity to promise him some benefits, like arranging for him to enter Beckett Group if he worked for you. Am I
right?"
Jasper's eyes were full of affection as he smiled. "Lyse, you're truly clever."
"Train this Daniel well. He's quite quick-witted. He could please both of his bosses while being discreet. He'll surely be useful in
the future." Alyssa's bright eyes sparkled with intelligence.
Thinking he had everything arranged, Josh was about to send someone to quickly get Daisy and Timothy out of the venue when
Silas and a group of prosecutors approached them fiercely.
"J-Josh, how did they get in?" Daisy trembled behind Josh. Her aristocratic demeanor was completely
gone.
Josh gritted his teeth, looking at Silas with a dark expression as he walked up to him.
"Mr. Josh, things don't always go your way. No matter how you try to block and resist, the light of justice will eventually shine
through."
Silas looked at him with a half-smile, his presence exuding righteousness.
"After all, Solana City doesn't belong to the Schmidts. Some people dare to think they can suppress others with power, playing
god. I think they're just walking into hell with their own feet."
Josh was infuriated but could only maintain a stiff smile. "Mr. Taylor, I don't understand what you're saying."
Silas raised an eyebrow. "I'm not here as a Taylor. I'm here as a prosecutor. Step aside. Don't block the way."
With that, he forcefully bumped into Josh, leading his team into the venue.
Josh shook off the pain from the shoulder collision and glared maliciously at Silas' retreating figure, his gaze cutting like a
venomous dagger.
"Josh! What do we do? Oh, what do we do? They're going to arrest Tim! Stop them!" Daisy was frantic, shaking Josh's arm
wildly.
"Shut up!" Josh couldn't take it anymore and shouted angrily.
Shocked, Daisy left her mouth half-opened, instantly becoming mute.
Faced with all the cameras, the articulate Timothy turned pale. Even his hair was a mess. The only thing he wanted to do now
was escape.
Just then, brisk footsteps approached, and everyone instinctively made way.
"Look! It's the prosecution team!"
When Timothy heard that, he shuddered violently.
Meanwhile, Silas strode toward him authoritatively and presented an arrest warrant.
The buzzing crowd suddenly fell silent.
Only Silas' clear and stern voice resonated.
"Timothy Clemons, you're suspected of corruption, abuse of power, and illicit affairs. Please come with us for investigation."