Can’t Win Me Back

Angelina cracked her knuckles in anger. She snapped, “Mr. Landon is Mr.

Beckett’s best friend, and Mr. Beckett is Ms. Alyssa’s… Anyway, do you think it’s right to steal Mr. Landon’s girlfriend? Aren’t you scared of putting Mr. Beckett in a tough spot and upsetting Ms. Alyssa?”

“When did I say that I would steal his girlfriend? You and Mr. Landon have been paranoid all along.” Cyrus lowered his eyes, casting a gentle glance at Lauren’s lovely face. “If you keep thinking that way, you might actually make me consider giving it a shot to make up for your paranoia.

“I remember something Winston once said—does one not shoot one’s shot just because there’s a goalkeeper?”

“Mr. Cyrus, please remember that you’re a police chief!” Angelina shot up furiously, momentarily forgetting that she was in the car. Her head promptly hit the ceiling, causing her to frown in pain. She pressed against her head and returned to her seat.

“Ms. Brands, you shouldn’t guilt-trip me with my profession.” He flashed a chilling smile. “By the way, what I hate the most is being threatened.”

sixth sense informed

to the treatment room, Landon rushed to the hospital with his subordinates following

a gangster fight than visiting his wife. One might think that he’d

the hospital. Earlier, he had boarded a private jet with Cornelius, heading to the neighboring city for a business

at Solana City Arts Academy on the

telepathic connection, he

protests and ordered the jet to head back to Solana City, even when he wasn’t sure if Lauren

that, Cornelius had an outburst and had to put on an oxygen

with trepidation as he marched

through gritted teeth, “Why didn’t you tell

was an emergency. I worried that