Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 340

Three days later, Ada Kingsley arrived in Solana City with her team of people.

Unfortunately, Sean got wind from her manager that they had chosen to attend the Beckett Group’s welcoming party instead of theirs.

When Sean furiously ran to share this news with Alyssa, she was in the midst of playing pool with Cyrus.

“Ms. Alyssa!” Sean cried.

“Shh! I’m about to win.” Alyssa hushed. This one strike would determine how luxurious a dinner she was going to have tonight.

Sean had no choice but to fidget nervously while waiting for Alyssa’s game with her brother to end. He couldn’t interrupt her while she was so focused.

The final two pool balls were knocked into each other and rolled slowly into adjacent pockets.

“Yes!” Alyssa cried excitedly.

Cyrus chuckled, entirely unbothered by the fact he had lost to her. “You’re getting really good at this.”

Alyssa leaned against her cue stick, sticking her tongue out. “You were a good teacher, after all.”

A shoulder strap on her wine-red spaghetti-strap dress had slipped while she was playing earlier. The sight made Sean swallow tensely, eyes flitting to and away from her shoulder.

instantly approached Alyssa to tug the strap back in place.

out around

Sean a dark look, culminating his years and years of experience as a police officer to become one of pure contempt and warning

know, Cyrus. Sean isn’t just anyone. Plus, it’s not like anything was actually revealed.

an eyebrow, successfully won over by her

asked, finally turning to Sean. She sipped on a

the pool table.

Berenike Hotel’s

Alyssa swallowed

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Jasper is about to flip our entire evening upside

guess. The Berenike Hotel will flood the internet with posters and advertisements within the

top destinations for international celebrities and high-profile figures,” Alyssa said, swirling her

loss KS World Hotel is suffering from!”

winning with all the odds against me. Now,

nervously, finding her alarmingly

asked, “What devious plan do you

the chefs start preparing dinner for the

even going to

they had lost to the Beckett

only responded slyly, “It’s not a waste yet. Tonight’s victor remains

a black Porsche, ready to report any hint of activities on Alyssa’s end to Jasper. He nearly fell asleep when Sean