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.”

an invitation from his suit pocket and handed it to Alyssa. “Lyse, the Schmidt family will be hosting a party at home this weekend.

smile, full of affection,

lowered her eyes, coldly

of dread toward the man

line were terrifying, just like those

his left arm wrapped around Alyssa’s waist, he handed her the

out of the envelope and opened it

snorted coldly and tossed

revised one. If I’m in a good mood, I might consider attending.

his head, meeting her

left, disappearing through the

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

let me take you

“No need.”

invitation with his shoe, crushing

“Okay.”

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