On the way back from the airport, Alyssa stared at the neon lights outside the window, not saying a word to Jasper.

He knew she was feeling down, so he let her be. But he never loosened his grip on her cold hand.

His gaze remained fixed on Alyssa. Her frozen yet still beautifully captivating profile stirred his heart endlessly. He was very worried about her.

They returned home under the suffocating atmosphere.

Just as they entered, they received a call from Cyrus. "Lyse, the identities are almost confirmed. It's Inigo and his men."

Alyssa closed her eyes, biting her lip until it bled.

Meanwhile, Jasper's eyes were bloodshot. Seeing her torment herself like this made it almost unbearable for him to breathe.

"Hundreds of officers from the search department conducted a blanket search near the explosion site. They found their two passports and some personal items that were enough to prove their identities. They're Tsulu nationals. With the surveillance along the route, we can basically confirm it's them."

Noticing Alyssa's silence, Cyrus quickly reassured her, "Lyse, don't get upset. Inigo and his men are all bad guys. They are all criminals in Tsulu, with several lives on their hands.

"I heard that Inigo has used his military position in his country to commit countless atrocities. He always manages to escape punishment by colluding with officials and bribing them. This time, he got what he deserved.

"We're still looking for the helicopter's black box, but there's a possibility of foul play in this explosion. Fortunately, there were no additional casualties, so Lyse, don't get worked up. Leave the rest to us."

Alyssa parted her dry lips. "I know, but Cyrus—"

"I know you feel frustrated and helpless because we let Jameson escape again. Even though Inigo is dead, the puppet master behind him is still dancing under your nose. Others may not understand this feeling of powerlessness, but I'm a police officer. Do you think I don't understand?"

Cyrus spoke softly, comforting his beloved sister. Despite being known for his fiery nature at the station, he exercised utmost patience with her.

"But Lyse, no one can always win. If you self-deny and fall into despair because of a temporary setback, then you're truly losing to your opponent, and all your previous efforts would be in vain.

"If you want to achieve ultimate victory, you must have an indomitable spirit. Lyse, we haven't been defeated yet. Capturing him is only a matter of time."

After a pause, Cyrus continued, "In all my years as a police officer, I've brought a serial killer who escaped for 20 years to justice. I've never encountered a case that couldn't be solved. Always remember —where there's a will, there's a way."

The Taylors never believed in fate and never gave up.

"Thank you for comforting me, Cyrus. Don't worry, I'm not that weak."

After hanging up the phone, Alyssa finally burst out crying. She threw herself into Jasper's arms, crying uncontrollably.

The seemingly impregnable fortress of her heart collapsed in front of the man she loved in an instant.

Jasper held her tightly around the waist with his left arm, his right hand gently stroking her trembling back.

He whispered in her ears, softly coaxing her, "Cry it out, Lyse. Let it all out. You can cry or vent however you want. Just don't keep your emotions bottled up inside. It'll only harm your body."

"Why am I... so stupid..." Alyssa grabbed his shirt tightly, still unable to stop blaming herself.

"Silly, if you're stupid, then I'm just a brainless animal." novelbin

"See... You're calling me silly too..." Alyssa cried even harder.

Jasper's face was filled with regret. He wished he could slap himself for saying that.

"Alright... I know you're trying to comfort me. I'll be okay after crying."

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