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.”

chest tightened. The more she was in contact with Cyrus, the more panicked she became. Her sixth sense informed her

the hospital with his subordinates following behind. The sudden influx of people crowded the wide

than

ever since he arrived at the hospital. Earlier, he had boarded a private jet with Cornelius, heading to the

at Solana City

oddly disturbed, perhaps because of some telepathic connection, he called Angelina, but

he ignored Cornelius’ protests and ordered the jet to head back to Solana City, even when he wasn’t sure if Lauren was in danger. He could

had to put on an oxygen mask to avoid fainting in the

Landon with trepidation as he marched up to

gritted teeth, “Why didn’t you tell

an emergency. I