Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 326

At dinner, the Taylor family and the guests enjoyed the feast in harmony and savored the Chateau Lafite

Rothschild that Winston had stored for years.

For Winston and Victor, the dinner was just another ordinary catch-up, like what they always did 20 years

ago. The only difference was the presence of their children.

Furthermore, Victor had an ulterior motive this time-to assess his future daughter-in-law.

David sat across Alyssa at the long and wide table while Jameson was seated beside her. Jameson had

gained the upper hand because he was closer to her.

David could only stare with envy as his brother attentively cared for Alyssa.

He almost crushed the utensils in frustration as he agonized at starting on the wrong foot. That little prick

Jameson had gained a head start!

Jameson discovered Alyssa’s penchant for seafood, particularly crabs and shrimps, through their

previous dinner date. If there had been no time limit, she would have indulged in seafood all day long.

With that knowledge, Jameson patiently shelled the shrimps for her consumption, sacrificing the time to

eat.

Everyone at the table was discreetly scrutinizing the two of them. Alyssa was wolfing down the dinner

without a care in the presence of her family.

Jameson had a smile on his face as he expertly shelled the shrimp and placed the juicy meat on her

plate. The task was not befitting of his status as Victor Schmidt’s son, but he took pleasure in it.

Alyssa ate the shrimp without feeling awkward. She accepted his act of service, something she might

have declined if they were alone.

Since Victor was present at the dinner, she wouldn’t miss the opportunity to show off her “flaws”.

Jameson wiped his fingers every time he shelled the shrimp.

David smirked at his brother’s action, knowing that Jameson was a clean freak who wouldn’t re-wear a

shirt. Jameson had given his all in the battle for Alyssa’s heart.

“My daughter is senseless! Sorry about that, Vic,” Winston apologized to Victor with a chuckle.

“No worries, Winston. We’re all family. I like how real Lyse is, just like when you were younger! Oh, how I hope I could call her my daughter-in-law and bring her home!”

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going on between you and Jameson?” Colene

straight to the point.

guess,” Alyssa replied honestly.

he your boyfriend?”

a male friend!” Alyssa was

friends’! He’ll be

your dad after he was blacklisted in

I was his ‘bro’. Guess what? We’re married

Mandy and

Rather, they found the conversation

would have been obliterated in Belbanks. Till now, Colene bore the two

from the time she shielded

be nice to date Jameson. You came from similar backgrounds, and your fathers are good

Schmidts will treat you well.” Lyla drifted into

future children would

talking about kids? What’s all this nonsense?”

going off track.

I still believe that there’s more to consider when it comes to Lyse’s

of reason, furrowed her brow and analyzed the situation.

recently returned from Kontina. He has only

and limited support within the Schmidt

sent Jameson’s mother abroad under the pretense of

might appear to be a good, match, but in reality, Lyse would be marrying down.

setting his eyes on Lyse’s dowry. Or maybe he’ll leverage her influence

the

need to be careful,” said Colene,

prices when you shop, so why not marriage? It is a

if you can’t find the right candidate. Would you reconsider David?”

struggled to talk her way out. She covered her ears in

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and the guests enjoyed the

that Winston had stored

another ordinary catch-up, like what

was the presence of their

had an ulterior motive this time-to assess his

the long and wide table while Jameson was

because he was closer to her.

with envy as his brother attentively

agonized at starting on the wrong

gained a head

Alyssa’s penchant for seafood, particularly crabs and shrimps, through

dinner date. If there had been no time limit, she

that knowledge, Jameson patiently shelled the shrimps for her consumption, sacrificing the time

eat.

two of them. Alyssa