Can’t Win Me Back

"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.

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has had several opportunities for promotion,

his shoes, would you still be

that the political path was not viable and decided

took the opportunity to promise him some

to enter Beckett Group if he worked for

were full of affection as he smiled. "Lyse,

He's quite quick-witted. He could please

the future." Alyssa's

was about to send someone

when Silas and a

Daisy trembled behind Josh. Her aristocratic demeanor was

gone.

Silas with a dark expression as

how you try to block and resist, the light

will eventually shine through."

looked at him with a half-smile, his presence exuding

Solana City doesn't belong to the Schmidts. Some people dare to think they

playing god. I think they're

maintain a stiff smile. "Mr. Taylor, I don't

saying."

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an eyebrow. "I'm not here as a Taylor. I'm

way."