Can’t Win Me Back

The punch he had just taken didn’t inflict as much damage on Jameson as this scene did.

“Mr. Schmidt! Are you okay?” Carl, who was waiting in the shadows, was shocked. He rushed over to support his boss.

“I’m fine.”

Jameson staggered to his feet and swallowed the blood in his mouth. His gaze fixed on Jasper with a fierce and menacing intensity, like that of a starving hyena deprived of meat for days.

“If you’re not convinced, we can settle it one-on-one.”

Jasper’s gaze turned cold, and his imposing presence exerted daunting pressure on Jameson’s chest. “I won’t use my hands.”

Hearing that, Alyssa anxiously grabbed Jasper’s tightly tensed arm, her eyes wide with worry.

In her mind, she was scolding him for being lenient with this viper. He should just pin Jameson down and beat him to a pulp.

“Hah… No need for that.”

Jameson didn’t want to fight Jasper in front of Alyssa, so he swallowed his anger and wiped away the blood from his lips. “I just had a stroke of bad luck and got bitten by a dog. Forget it.”

invitation from his suit pocket and handed it to Alyssa. “Lyse, the Schmidt family will be hosting

a smile, full of affection, as if nothing

eyes, coldly

feel a hint of dread toward the man in front of her who had professed his

without a bottom line were terrifying, just like those

the invitation from Jameson’s hand. With his left arm wrapped around

out of the envelope and opened it

a cursory glance, she snorted coldly and

revised one. If I’m in a good mood,

head, meeting her gentle gaze.

they turned and left, disappearing through the

of his fucking mind?” Carl cursed vehemently, then looked at

let me take you to

“No need.”

stepped on the invitation with his shoe, crushing it forcefully. “Draft another one and send

“Okay.”

for the treatment his boss received. “Mr. Schmidt, are you