Can’t Win Me Back

Landon's pupils constricted. All of a sudden, his vision started to blur. "She's dead?"

“Yes. She died a horrific death. They almost couldn't identify her when her body was discovered.”

Jordan knitted his brows together tightly. Then, he continued in a low voice, "When the authorities performed an autopsy on her, they discovered that she had been sexually assaulted. She had severe STDs festering in her lower body."

Landon shut his reddened eyes. He tightened his grip on the water basin, and his hands trembled slightly. "Who was she assaulted by?"

"Many."

Jordan hesitated before continuing, "Not long after arriving at Tsulu, Zoe was sent to an underground club. That place is actually a high-end brothel. The women there provide sex services specifically to the big shots at Tsulu. “I heard that all the women there end up in the same way. They would all be completely fucked up. Even if Zoe wasn't murdered, that's just how things would have ended up for her."

Landon lowered his eyes.

Deep down, he was disturbed by a plethora of intense and bitter emotions. He couldn't utter a single word.

There was no doubt that he hated Zoe.

When he sent her off on that stowaway boat to leave her to fend for herself in a foreign land, his heart was burning with hatred.

he found out

two decades had just disappeared through a deep

unnecessary for you to

up like this if it wasn't for her. Ms. Angie and the entire Harper Group wouldn't have ended this way

ashes back.” Landon's eyes were dark as he spoke. “Then, investigate what

"Mr. Landon!"

Zoe, Jordan. The past is the past. She's already dead. All the hate is now ashes to ashes; dust to

surging emotions within him. His eyes were clear. "I have heard about the underground club at Tsulu. The person who was able to send Zoe there is surely someone who understands Harper

gaped in sudden

That said, I cannot let my guard down. I cannot let him do anything against

gave a firm nod in response. “I

a mutual understanding, they

He

the basin to Jordan. Frantically, he wiped his wet hands

and Mr. Javier,"

seated highly as Harper Group's chairman, he still humbles himself. You don't