Can’t Win Me Back

The massive, opulent gates creaked open slowly as Remy steered the luxury car into the Sedonian fortress, a relic from the Middle Ages, with casual ease.

After parking, both Remy and Sheryl got out of the car and attended to Justin.

As Justin ernerged from the vehicle, his expression remained impassive, but his eyes were chillingly dark, reflecting an intensity he kept tightly in check.

His stride was steady, exuding an air of authority, eerily reminiscent of Jasper's presence.

He was only able to appear so because he got Sheryl to inject a dose of adrenaline before he got out of the car.

This shot was one that RC Biotechnology Research Institute had recently developed.

His only purpose was to no longer look like an invalid before that man.

He had to make himself presentable.

"This is a private residence.

Please hold on for a moment." This place was heavily guarded at the door.

Bodyguards wearing suits and white gloves stopped them in their tracks.

With a vicious look in his eyes, Justin curled his lips into a condescending smirk.

Without a word, he reached into his chest pocket and withdrew a golden-edged card, presenting it to the bodyguards.

their heads to examine the

shifted dramatically as they immediately

change in demeanor was jarring —just moments before, they had been cold,

couldn't suppress her smile, following Justin with

help but glance

its surface

of Hearts was printed on it in bold

attendant led them deeper into

was expressionless the whole time, while

absolute awe of the

as she did not want to bring about embarrassment to

she had felt the same awe when Sophia brought her in and out

later became Justin's follower, she had thought his luxurious Wiktorian house in Mosgravia

on an

became clear to her that she

been too naive, too limited

lined with authentic paintings and priceless antiques, each item alone worth

world that felt out

could no longer suppress

She asked, "Sir, where...

Kings' Club." Even

from influential figures