Can’t Win Me Back

Clarissa looked puzzled but accepted the documents regardless. She carefully checked the contents, and she shot up in surprise. Her heart raced in excitement. “I-Is this…”

“Mr. Beckett found a kidney donor match for your father,” Alyssa addressed Clarissa gently like she would a friend. “It’s difficult to find a matching donor. I believe you understand the complexity since you’ve been searching for a long time. Even wealthy patients struggle to find a matching donor. Forcing a kidney transplant will only result in adverse reactions that ultimately lead to kidney failure. Mr.

Beckett, I dare say, has utilized all his resources to find this matching donor.”

“You. You.” Staring at the documents containing life-saving information for Oscar, Clarissa sobbed.

Her tears stained the papers and smudged the printed words.

“Ms. Sparks, you’re a good daughter. Anyone else would have given up by now,”

Jasper remarked coolly and earnestly.

her head as she clutched the papers with

lit up with passion. She proposed firmly, “Ms. Sparks, we’d like to release you from

about the domestic violence at the Schmidts’ home. Clarissa’s pale face was colored with rage and humiliation. “You’re only using the matching donor to make a deal with me. You either want me to

you’re just using me. You don’t have to make

realized that Clarissa, though seeming vulnerable, was

smile. “However, if we’re using each other and benefitting off it, that should be labeled a

Mr. Beckett and I would like to work

examine Alyssa with a racing heart. Alyssa wore a serious

ages since anyone accorded Clarissa any respect. Be it the outsiders or the maids at the Schmidt residence, everyone might address her

passion reignited when Alyssa addressed

times when she was the precious daughter of the Sparks family, doted on by her parents and

happiest time in