Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 919

Sophia and Betty received news of the shooting incident and Nina’s death. After learning that Alyssa and Sean were hospitalized and the police were searching for Jeffrey, they became frightened and anxious.

“Mom, w-what do we do? Ah- Betty was cut off when Sophia glared at her and slapped her across her

sweaty face.

Betty stumbled, colliding with the coffee table. She winced in pain. For someone who never lifted a finger in her daily life, Sophia sure was fierce when punishing her own daughter.

Betty’s face swelled instantly. Clutching her cheek, she sobbed vehemently, casting resentful glares at

Sophia through her messy locks.

“You good–for–nothing! Did I ever tell you to meddle in this affair? I asked you and Jeff to get rid of that

maid, but I never wanted Alyssa dead!” Sophia hissed.

Despite burning in rage, Sophia had to keep her voice low

She continued harshly reprimanding, “Don’t you know Alyssa is Winston Taylor’s beloved daughter? She’s

also Newton’s favorite and the woman of Jasper’s dreams.

“Why would you make a move on her at such a time? Don’t drag me into the mess!”

are my mom! Do you understand?” Betty wailed,

it was a rare opportunity and that Alyssa wouldn’t bring along security when

Alyssa would have been a piece of cake for him. If we had

had to worry about that bitch anymore!”

successfully kill Alyssa? No! And Jeff is now a wanted man!”

urge to tear into her

herself in a flannel blanket.

decided to get an injection from Tristan the next day.

without the help of drugs.

lost Ronald, and now I’ve lost Jeff as well. It’s all your fault that I

was Ronald’s case my fault? You wanted him to attack Lyla because you were pissed off

had nothing to do with

always admitted her wrongs but refused to accept

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that Ronald hadn’t disclosed

Jeffrey, who was now wanted nationwide and was

buckle under the pressure and rather

phone rang, startling both

the phone with shaking hands. Noticing that the call was from an unknown caller,

answering it.

She cautiously inquired, “Jeff, is that you?”

in a hushed tone that was further distorted by