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.

to shield him behind her, but in heels, she was no match for the jostling crowd. She was shoved about, her outfit rumpled, and her hair left in disarray, making her look utterly

Mr. Jasper's dismissal. In the end, you stole the

people believe this was a power struggle within an aristocratic family that you framed Mr. Jasper. What do you

you orchestrate

face as cold sweat beaded her

crowd, locking onto Alyssa, who stood at the periphery, staring at him with icy contempt. Then, in a deep, unwavering voice, he spoke as if his every

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

family, the eldest son is always the heir. That was the rule in my father's generation, and it remains the same

that I've returned from my recuperation overseas, the presidency of Beckett Group should be

those words with shameless confidence, as if it

alone cannot dictate whether a president stays or leaves. Jasper's dismissal was the outcome of a vote by the Beckett Group's board of directors. I had nothing to do

he took one last look at Alyssa. He

off.

A suffocation dread gripped her, as if venomous

lost her balance. With a sickening thud, she hit the

the door to a washroom in the hotel, Xavier still felt uneasy. To be safe,

Beckett! How are you

corner, trembling violently. His chiseled face was ghostly pale, stripped of its usual nobility and charm. He looked utterly broken-destitute, dispirited, and lost a