Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

"Feel free to ask if you need my help, Mr. Beckett." Daniel was extremely polite as if Jasper were his boss.

Meanwhile, the temperature in the car gradually rose. Jasper's and Alyssa's lips intertwined in a deep and lingering kiss.

As Jasper reluctantly ended this euphoric moment, he smiled in satisfaction.

No one could tell whether this satisfaction was due to Daniel's response or Alyssa's enthusiastic reaction.

When the call ended, Alyssa's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"Do you have clones? You're involved everywhere. You even have people by Orlander's side?"

She lightly panted in Jasper's embrace, her gaze soft and tender. "Those people in the political field are all cunning. They're all snobs who favor the rich.

"Especially those in positions like chief secretary. Being the high-ranking officials' confidants, they're the most difficult to win over. How did you buy him over?"

Jasper gently stroked her sweat-dampened hair, raising an eyebrow. "Because I'm rich and respectable enough."

"Cut it out... Such a big ego." Alyssa poked his cheek with her fingertip.

know, Orlander is hot-tempered

several opportunities for promotion, Orlander deliberately suppressed him. If

viable and decided to switch to the business field. You took

affection as he smiled. "Lyse,

could please both of his bosses while being discreet. He'll surely be useful in the future." Alyssa's bright eyes sparkled

send someone to quickly get Daisy and Timothy out of the venue when Silas and a group

in?" Daisy trembled behind Josh. Her

gone.

at Silas with a dark expression as he walked up

matter how you try to block and resist, the light of justice will eventually shine

looked at him with a half-smile,

all, Solana City doesn't belong to the Schmidts. Some people dare to think they can suppress others with power, playing

but could only maintain a stiff smile. "Mr.

raised an eyebrow. "I'm not here as a Taylor. I'm here

forcefully bumped into Josh,

and glared maliciously at Silas' retreating figure, his gaze