Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa's body trembled, disappointment and shock flashing in her eyes. "Jasper..."

The reporters' cameras clicked furiously, capturing Jasper's retreating figure.

The crowd exchanged puzzled glances.

"Jasper, where are you going?"

Landon, dumbfounded, instinctively moved to chase after him, but Xavier grabbed his arm, stopping him forcefully. "Mr. Harper, leave him to me!"

Without another word, Xavier took off after Jasper.

A strange unease settled over Landon as he stared at the open door, a sense of impending doom creeping in. "Landon, stay here and watch over Lyse. Julien has disappeared-I'm going to find him!"

After saying that, the grim-looking Jonah strode out of the room too.

"Hey! You-" Landon clenched his jaw in frustration. "Why am I always left behind to clean up the mess?"

Meanwhile, the reporters surged forward, swarming Justin.

was no match for the jostling crowd. She was shoved about, her outfit rumpled, and her hair left in disarray,

the biggest beneficiary of Mr. Jasper's dismissal.

within an aristocratic family that

you orchestrate

flashing across her face as

locking onto Alyssa, who stood at the periphery, staring at him with icy contempt. Then, in a deep,

of all, you're mistaken. I did not steal Jasper's position-I merely reclaimed what was

the eldest son is always the heir. That was the rule in

I've returned from my recuperation overseas, the presidency of Beckett Group should be mine, regardless of what happened to

face as he delivered those words with

publicly listed company. I alone cannot dictate whether a president stays or leaves. Jasper's dismissal was the outcome of a vote by the

one last look at

off.

dread gripped her, as if venomous snakes coiled around her, ready

out as Sheryl, shoved by the reporters, lost her balance. With a sickening thud, she hit the ground. Cameras flashed, capturing her

hotel, Xavier still felt uneasy. To be safe, he barricaded it with a cleaning cart and whatever else he

How are you

ghostly pale, stripped