Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Amidst the chaos, a profound sense of worry and fear emerged, intensifying the turmoil reflected in Javier's twitching eye.

"I-I don't know what Mr. Jasper meant." Rory's forehead glistened with beads of sweat. Trapped between the devil and the deep sea, he felt the looming threat of trouble for anything he might utter.

"D-Didn't you say that someone might have been behind Anne's death? Jasper said Sophia was behind it. Does he even have proof? Does he?"

"I-I think you should clarify with Mr. Jasper. I don't know anything about it..."

Javier released his tightly clenched hand, feeling a sudden weight on his shoulders. Slouching, he struggled to catch his breath, his earlier confidence replaced by uncertainty.

He had accepted and tolerated so much. Sophia had crossed a line.

He was utterly disgusted by Sophia. Yet, to protect the Beckett Group and his reputation as president, he repeatedly swallowed his pride and looked the other way.

However, he was unable to accept one thing—Sophia was behind Anne's murder.

He found himself resorting to self-numbing and brainwashing.

He tried to convince himself that Jasper's words were fueled by anger, a deliberate strategy to inflict suffering and guilt upon him. He believed that Jasper aimed to provoke disgust and trouble within him.

noticed how much pain Javier was in. He cautiously asked, "Mr. Javier, do you

"No! Don't do anything!"

with terror, Javier firmly grabbed Rory's arm, his eyes wide with fear. "The trial is about to happen. You have

help the Beckett Group weather through

what he was

faced an impending trial, the internet buzzed with negative comments about her. Caught in the crossfire due to Sophia being his wife, Javier, the president of the Beckett

is the press conference coming along?" Javier composed himself, though his suit was

order. The press conference

His fingers were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. After a prolonged silence, he

from the cemetery, Jasper's expression remained cold and pallid, much like the wintry

ache. After a moment of hesitation, she gently said,

your

hugged Alyssa and caressed her face with his calloused hand. Suppressing the pain in his heart, he croaked, "You're concerned I might reveal to Javier

he might stop me from avenging my mother to

leaned against Jasper and nodded lightly. "Yes,

is there?" Shocked, Jasper