Can’t Win Me Back

In the evening, Xavier drove Jasper to meet with Newton.

Along the way, news broke out that Sheryl had been bailed out. Xavier slammed his fist against the steering wheel. "Damn it! Why is it so hard to get rid of that woman?"

"She is Justin's right hand," Jasper said, eyes shut as he leaned back in his seat. His jaw tightened. "You could even say she knows more about his secrets than anyone. As long as she's useful, Justin won't discard her so easily. This is how he operates."

Xavier shook his head, teeth gritted. "Where the hell did she even come from? When you had me investigate her, I found nothing. Her background was spotless.

"What's in her past that Justin would go so far to keep it hidden? A man like him can have any woman he wants, yet he clings to her-some pretty-faced idiot who only seems to make things harder for him."

Jasper's gaze turned glacial. Xavier's casual remark struck him.

He was right. Justin wasn't short on capable subordinates. So why Sheryl?

Was Sheryl even her real name? If her entire history was fabricated, then her name was too.

tied on an apron and prepared a feast

had no appetite but sat with

"Grandpa Newton, about today"

his. "I've thought it through. If you

light. "You've done

at the mention

downcast. "It was my fault... I was the one who

Or if I called the cops instead of covering up his crime, maybe things wouldn't have turned out this

before saying, "Even if you had, Justin was a minor back then. He'd have

good, we need to find the

frowned. "What do

His mental state, for example?

as he

Newton, Mr.