Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 988

Jett had to admit that Alejandro thought ahead. He might have given up on removing Tiffany’s baby himself, but he knew what to say to fool Jackson into doing the dirty for him. That little conversation just now was enough to plant the idea in Jackson’s head that the baby wasn’t his, therefore playing on the man’s insecurities and banes.

Regardless, the scene from before had made Jett very worried. He had always been Don Smith’s subject, for starters, and though he now answered to Alejandro, he was still expected to work for Don. What would happen to him when the truth of his work was out? Don could want him dead, or Alejandro could make him die. Either way, the only fate that awaited him was death. That was how much of a nightmare both sides were.

The worst of all was that Don had been contacting him more and more often lately. This would not bode well.

Jett continued to push Alejandro into the building and took notice that the anxiety level within the building seemed to have dialed up to eleven.

Alejandro himself began to take notice of the strange charge in the air, too. But it was only after they pushed open the door to the office that he was slightly taken aback by Don’s presence—that old man had come without any prior notice.

Jett’s body froze in mid-motion the moment he saw Don. Summoning his courage, he pushed Alejandro forward and greeted, “Sir.”

Don was a very old man, every lock of his hair completely turned silver-white. His hand, currently resting on top of the head of his staff, was palpably shriveled. His wrinkles-marred face, however, displayed an air of severeness that could inspire earnest fear and anxiety within any observer. Regardless of his age, one could still see the charisma of his youth through his worn-down visage and marvel at his intimidating stature.

Don did not come alone. As he was wont to do, he brought along a retinue of bodyguards with him wherever he went. Right now, the office was crowded with at least ten of such guards. A casual bystander would have thought Don was here to collect someone’s debt forcefully instead of realizing that he was here to see his grandson.

“Hello, Alejandro. You’ve been very busy buying land after land, haven’t you?” Don began. “The money you spent, too, isn’t at all a small sum. Do you think the Smiths’ money grows on trees, hmm? Let me tell you this, the Smith family does not recognize a money-squandering clown like you! Cough, cough—”

Alejandro let loose a sigh of relief in his mind. So that geezer was only trying to test him to see if he was the real Alejandro. Don was a cautious, meticulous man; Alejandro was not surprised that he would suspect him. At this moment, if he did not act as petulant and scathing in his words as the original Alejandro, he would be suspected even harder.

From the way things looked, Alejandro thought that this meant he passed the test. But still, it was no grounds for conceit. “I have my own plan, so don’t ask. If you don’t trust me, then by all means, revoke my preferential treatment and manage this company by yourself! I mean, it would spare me from so much headache.”

Don flipped through the documents on the desk for a bit before admitting, “Everything you did every year has been pretty good, so I trust you for now. Besides, one day you’ll be managing it all, and whether you ruin it or bring it to new heights would be yours to shoulder. I’m old, and I shouldn’t be fussing over any of this.

“Speaking of which,” Don added. “I’m gonna stay in the Capital for a while. If you have the time, come see me and be my companion for a bit.”