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

watched the reunion, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He remained rooted in his spot, refraining from

Winston remarked, his heart warmed by Alyssa's affection yet feigning annoyance. "You hugged me as if I had

clicked her tongue playfully, reluctantly releasing her hold on Winston's arm. "Why didn't you

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 the trip all the way from Mosgravia, but he insisted on bidding Mr. Cornelius

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

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

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

and nodded