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.

she launched herself toward

the corner of his lips. He remained

his heart warmed by Alyssa's affection yet feigning annoyance. "You

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

Mandy 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.

nothing, Mandy. Your concern for Dad is evident,” Alyssa reassured, noticing the

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

distant,” Winston replied warmly, patting Landon's shoulder affectionately. "You've just taken over the Harper Group. If you need any help,

tightly and nodded earnestly, gratitude evident in