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?"

disappointment within him, taking

constructed façade fell away. His shoulders shook violently as he buried his

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

death, he knew he had failed as a husband. Now, he could no longer deny it—he had failed

way back to his room when

Mr. Jasper," Rory greeted

eyes cold. "My father seems down. He's been drinking quite a bit.

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

served my father for over 20 years. He trusts you more than he trusts me. Go ahead and speak your

Jasper, I know your conversation with Mr. Javier didn't end well tonight. But I hope you won't hold a grudge against him.

darkened. "What

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

corporation-the one who gave me my authority. As

if you had told me this in the past, I might have thought long

anything, I just want my father to

in a faint, unreadable