Can’t Win Me Back

Amidst the chaos, a profound sense of worry and fear emerged, intensifying the turmoil reflected in

Javier's twitching eye.

"I-I don't know what Mr. Jasper meant." Rory's forehead glistened with beads of sweat. Trapped

between the devil and the deep sea, he felt the looming threat of trouble for anything he might utter.

"D-Didn't you say that someone might have been behind Anne's death? Jasper said Sophia was

behind it. Does he even have proof? Does he?"

"I-I think you should clarify with Mr. Jasper. I don't know anything about it..."

Javier released his tightly clenched hand, feeling a sudden weight on his shoulders. Slouching, he

struggled to catch his breath, his earlier confidence replaced by uncertainty.

He had accepted and tolerated so much. Sophia had crossed a line.

He was utterly disgusted by Sophia. Yet, to protect the Beckett Group and his reputation as president,

he repeatedly swallowed his pride and looked the other way.

However, he was unable to accept one thing—Sophia was behind Anne's murder.

He found himself resorting to self-numbing and brainwashing.

He tried to convince himself that Jasper's words were fueled by anger, a deliberate strategy to inflict

He believed that Jasper aimed

pain Javier was in. He cautiously asked, "Mr. Javier, do you

"No! Don't do anything!"

his eyes wide with fear.

of other things to do.

help the Beckett Group weather

knew what

internet buzzed with negative comments about

due to Sophia being his wife, Javier,

fallout. The company's reputation and reliability took a hit from the impact

comments.

Javier composed himself,

sweat.

in order. The press conference

gazing at Anne's tombstone with an inexplicable and

his nails dug into his palms. After a prolonged

"Let's go back."

from the cemetery, Jasper's expression remained cold

surroundings.

both of hers,

moment of hesitation, she gently said, "Jasper,

earlier."

understand your intentions,

caressed her face with his calloused hand. Suppressing the