Can’t Win Me Back

Amber remarked flatly, "That sounded so pervy."

Axel's expression collapsed. He argued, "l was a brother who doted on his sister! You just don't get it!"

He took care of Alyssa for another reason. Before their mother passed away, she called the four siblings to her bed and reminded the brothers to take

care of Alyssa to the best of their ability.

He recalled Jennifer comforting them, "Don't cry. Please don't think that Mommy is not around anymore. Mommy will be in the sky, looking after you and protecting you."

He teared up at the thoughts—a lump formed in his throat.

"That was really sweet.” Amber stared at her reflection on the water, which resembled Alyssa. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight, and she hurriedly hid the reflection with clothes. She added, "Ms. Alyssa certainly grew up in happiness.”

Despite taking on Alyssa's face, Amber knew her fate was the opposite of Alyssa's. Alyssa was the daughter of a wealthy family who was raised in

love and great care, unlike herself—a lookalike and a puppet.

How could Jameson even think of using her as a replacement for Alyssa? What a delusional maniac!

are your relatives?" Axel pretended to drop a casual question while washing the clothes. "Hasn't

the years you worked

| don't have parents. Jameson was the one who

explains why you

nothing to reminisce.” She chuckled dismissively. "Why would | think back on how | was beaten, yelled at, and starved for

row?"

in shock.

the world are safe havens for kids. Sare hell on earth." Her hands were red from washing

in a soft voice, "In sway, | have Jameson Schmidt to thank. Without his help, |

only survived until this day

put her through. Rather than salvation, she met a fate more brutal and despairing

scoldings, and starvings that she had

he wrung the clothes dry. "You're considered mentally tough for women. If |

orphanage after all the childhood