Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Thinking of Alyssa, Jasper smiled with joy. "Could you tell me the brand? I want to give it to her as a gift when I go back."

Sheryl turned her face away, a shadow crossing her face.

"I'm afraid you'll return disappointed. What I use isn't perfume, but an incense made from rare local spices in Mosgravia. It's basically impossible to buy."

"Oh, I see." Jasper's eyes flickered briefly, and he remained silent thereafter.

He had asked her because he suddenly remembered where he had smelled her scent before.

It was on Jameson.

In their numerous encounters, he had faintly detected this scent of orchids clinging to Jameson's clothes.

The scent was exactly like Sheryl's.

Since she said it wasn't perfume but a rare incense from Mosgravia, she could have her hands on it, probably with Justin's help.

But who had Jameson received his help from? Did they know each other? Or was it just a coincidence?

Lost in thought, Jasper found himself in front of a carved door.

"Mr. Beckett, Mr. Justin is inside." Sheryl stepped aside to let him pass.

heavier as he stepped

smoke filled the

you're

out of the room. His face lit up with joy at the

Jasper hurried to

and took his hand. As he looked up at Jasper, his eyes were twinkling. "It's been over ten years since we last saw each other, right? I

than the last time you video-called me from Grandpa's house? Have

bearable," Jasper replied

matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your

a blush to creep onto his pale cheeks. "This is me now. There's really nothing I can do to help you as your brother. The future of Beckett Group will rest solely

"Don't say that, Justin."

get better in the future and you want to return to Beckett Group to make a name

had countless

his disabled brother sitting in a wheelchair, he

Jasper only saw a weak and pale patient who had been tortured by internal injuries. Justin

the tragedies stemmed from that

Justin hadn't stepped forward, then the person exiled in a foreign land, relying on a wheelchair to get through the days, would have

two brothers sat facing each

displayed her tea-making skills on the side. Her hands danced elegantly as she prepared the tea, which

kept his eyes on