Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 62

Alyssa’s words left everyone stunned.

The others eyed Sophia oddly, one after another.

They had no idea that the beautiful woman before them was Jasper’s ex–wife. They only thought that Alyssa must be from a prestigious family with a background worth billions. She had such

confidence to confront Javier Beckett’s wife!

Sophia was so infuriated that her body trembled. She sneered, “Look at you, Alice. You’ve changed now that you’ve found someone better to leech onto. I never realized you could be so eloquent in the past.”

Alyssa raised her eyebrows. She was completely indifferent to Sophia’s mockery.

“I treat others the way they treat me. I speak politely to those who are polite to me and straightforward to those who are rude. What does that have to do with leeching onto others?”

Sophia’s face turned red. She was completely frustrated.

“Ms. White, my mom is your senior. How can you be so disrespectful?!” Betty immediately refuted after seeing her mother being humiliated. She looked like a mad dog on a leash.

Alyssa chuckled coldly.

nature, but she wasn’t cunning. She couldn’t be bothered with such

take it anymore and stepped forward sternly, blocking Alyssa. “Everyone could

Taylor to back you up, but also this gentleman here. You have quite the army of men ready to fend you, Ms. White,” Liana

But have you considered the consequences? Are you willing to pay the

weak country girl. But now, she felt afraid of her. The more she got to know her,

Then, she smiled viciously. “After all, you got involved in Lia and Jasper’s relationship. And it was all because of your

awkward position.”

added, “Although we didn’t blame you for your mistakes, it’s inappropriate for you to

embarrassing for you if

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words gleefully and smiled darkly. Truly, her mother

was as sharp as

words, the crowd looked at Alyssa with surprise and disdain. So, she was

with them? Mrs. Gardner, your brain is as rotten as the furniture produced by your company.” Alyssa

Rosaline’s eyes turned

I married him. It’s not my fault that your precious daughter broke up

married to him, Mrs. Gardner? Do you need me to