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.

launched herself toward Winston, engulfing

his lips. He remained rooted in his spot, refraining from seeking favor and silently observing

Alyssa's affection yet feigning annoyance. "You hugged me as if I had one foot

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

us came to pay our respects. I didn't think it's necessary for Winston to make the trip all the way from Mosgravia, but he insisted on bidding Mr.

that you worried for nothing, Mandy. Your concern for Dad is evident,” Alyssa reassured, noticing

of such esteemed guests, Landon approached them, his eyes brimming with tears. As Landon

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

lips tightly and nodded earnestly,