Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa's breath hitched as a familiar voice echoed through the tense silence. Squeezing Jasper's hand until his knuckles turned white, her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

"l-It's Winston!"

"Winston?" Jasper echoed, his surprise evident.

Then, a procession of men clad in black suits strode into the mourning hall with authority. Winston, a commanding presence that turned heads, stood proudly at the forefront.

But Winston wasn't alone. Accompanying him were Mandy, Lyla, Colene, Jonah, and Silas, representing the Taylor family.

Rarely did the Taylors assemble in such unity, indicating the significance of Cornelius’ funeral to them.

welled up in Alyssa's eyes as she launched herself toward

the corner of his lips. He remained rooted in his spot, refraining from seeking favor and silently

70s. I'm as sturdy as a rock!" Winston remarked, his heart warmed by Alyssa's affection yet feigning annoyance. "You hugged me as

Winston's arm. "Why didn't you let me know you were coming?

chimed in, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "I thought it would be sufficient if Jonah, Silas, and the three of us came to pay our respects. I didn't think it's necessary for Winston to make

evident,” Alyssa reassured, noticing the

guests, Landon approached them, his eyes brimming with tears. As Landon spoke, his voice was achingly hoarse. “T-Thank you

warmly, patting Landon's shoulder affectionately. "You've just taken over the Harper Group. If you need any help, please don't

lips tightly and nodded earnestly, gratitude