Can’t Win Me Back

Betty’s breath hitched. The sight of Jasper was like a predator spotting its prey, sending a primal jolt of fear through her. She longed to disappear, to vanish into some dark, forgotten corner.

Javier shot Jasper a cold glance before rising and approaching them. “Dad, why didn’t you tell me that you were coming? I could have welcomed you properly.”

“I’m not a guest here; I’m returning to my own home. I don’t need a grand welcome,” Newton replied sarcastically, his tone laced with disdain for Javier.

Their strained relationship was palpable.

Javier’s expression darkened at his father’s sharp retort. It was a clear reminder that Seaview Manor belonged to Newton, not him—just because he lived there, it didn’t mean that he owned the place.

“Grandpa, I heard that Lauren has been recuperating at your place. How is she?

Is she feeling better?” Betty hurried over and stood behind Javier. She immediately made herself look like she was showing concern for her sister.

She’s been eating well at

with a hint of suspicion. “Jasper, you brought us here. Did you

blanket covering

one who conspired with the Harpers, the one who leaked Lauren’s diagnosis and attacked the Becketts from the

gaze

voice as cold sweat formed on her forehead. She began to retreat slowly, almost

think I leaked that information! Don’t scapegoat me just because

and Javier stared

eyes, his grip tightening on the

that Betty conspired with the Harpers to hurt

glared at Jasper sternly. “Jasper, this isn’t a small matter! Lauren is your sister, but so is Betty. Even if you have grievances with her because of Alyssa,

the opportunity to deflect blame. “Exactly! You’re just trying