Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Jameson elegantly raised his wine glass. His eyes were tinged with a hint of laziness. "What activities?"

"Mr. Cornelius is getting on in years and wants to step down. He's already decided to designate Landon as his successor, appointing him as the president of Harper Group and vice chair of the board.

"The news has spread throughout Harper Group. Once the board meeting next week concludes, Landon will officially take office."

"Is that new? Everyone in the circle knows about it." Jameson sneered.

"At this critical moment, there's fierce infighting within Harper Group. After Mr. Bill's death, Preston, as Mr. Cornelius's only son, didn't get to inherit the throne. He can only watch the younger generation rise above him. He's probably boiling with anger right now."

"What's the use of being angry when he's incompetent? If Preston was capable, he should have gotten his hands on the throne when Landon's father died. He wouldn't have to suffer being surpassed by the younger generation."

Jameson suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Carl with suspicion. "You didn't come here to tell me this nonsense, did you? What else did you find out?"

"I heard recently that Preston is very close with Landon's sister, Zoe. The two of them have secretly formed an alliance and want to join forces against Landon."

make Landon suffer. If it works out, you get to vent your

astute, naturally understood Carl's

Group was doing well or not didn't matter much to

in Solana City had always been with the Beckett Group. Harper Group was nothing

against Landon because Landon was Jasper's only and best friend. Only by hurting Landon could Jasper

things more and more

golden-rimmed glasses, picked up his phone,

stabilizing, but the Taylors couldn't help but worry. They took turns staying by his side every day, taking care of him

were the happiest he had experienced in nearly 20

every day to take care of him.

missed father-daughter bonding, Winston, at his advanced age, began

for dinner in the bedroom. She picked up a spare rib and fed it to

Winston. Open up.