Can’t Win Me Back

Beckett Group was, in essence, Javier's heart and soul, forged from his own labor.

"Justin set me up, framed me for drug addiction, and bribed my primary physician to give false testimony-all so he could drag me down. The fact that he dared to target me like this means he's willing to betray anyone."

Jasper took a deep breath, forcing down the rage roiling inside him as Javier remained silent.

"Fine. Even if you insist this is just a family matter, Justin's reputation is already in ruins, and the corporation's stock prices are fluctuating. Are you really going to stand by him, even now?"

"Justin has explained everything to me. He wasn't aware of the bribery. That female doctor who worked for him acted on her own. Besides, she's been arrested. The backlash against Justin will settle in time..."

Jasper listened, his face unreadable, but his heart clenched painfully. A lump rose in his throat, suffocating him.

He had lost his mother at a young age, but he had never longed for his father's love. He wasn't weak, nor did he make demands.

Yet, in this moment, he had just hoped that Javier would take his side for once.

But that day would never come, not even if he died.

"If everything will be made clear tomorrow, why did you feel the need to tell me tonight? Do you think I'm so fragile that I can't handle a minor blow?"

concealed the bitter disappointment within him,

carefully constructed façade fell away. His

heavy weight that stole his breath and left him unable to stand. He had never felt this way

as a husband. Now, he could no longer deny it—he

on his way back to his room when he crossed paths with

Mr. Jasper," Rory greeted

been drinking quite a bit. Check his

something crossed his face before he murmured, "I didn't expect you to be the one in

Instead, he said coolly, "Mr. Odom, you've served my father for over 20 years. He trusts you more than

gritting his teeth. "Mr. Jasper, I know your conversation with Mr. Javier didn't end well tonight.

expression darkened. "What

raspy voice, he replied, "I'm sorry. It's not my place to share. But

me my authority. As his son, I'm also his subordinate. Regarding his decision tonight, all I can say is that

I might have thought long and hard about

me. More than anything, I just want my father

lips in a faint, unreadable smile and