Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The punch he had just taken didn't inflict as much damage on Jameson as this scene did.

"Mr. Schmidt! Are you okay?" Carl, who was waiting in the shadows, was shocked. He rushed over to support his boss.

"I'm fine."

Jameson staggered to his feet and swallowed the blood in his mouth. His gaze fixed on Jasper with a fierce and menacing intensity, like that of a starving hyena deprived of meat for days.

"If you're not convinced, we can settle it one-on-one."

Jasper's gaze turned cold, and his imposing presence exerted daunting pressure on Jameson's chest. "I won't use my hands."

Hearing that, Alyssa anxiously grabbed Jasper's tightly tensed arm, her eyes wide with worry.

In her mind, she was scolding him for being lenient with this viper. He should just pin Jameson down and beat him to a pulp.

"Hah... No need for that."

Jameson didn't want to fight Jasper in front of Alyssa, so he swallowed his anger and wiped away the blood from his lips. "I just had a stroke of bad luck and got bitten by a dog. Forget it."

his suit pocket and handed it to Alyssa. "Lyse, the Schmidt family will be hosting a

smile, full of affection, as if

coldly staring

toward the man in

bottom line were terrifying, just

arm wrapped around Alyssa's waist, he handed her the envelope with the

out of the envelope and opened it in front

a cursory glance, she snorted coldly and tossed the invitation at

one.

his head, meeting

Jameson's pale face, they turned and left, disappearing through

out of his fucking mind?" Carl cursed vehemently, then looked at Jameson's

"No need."

his eyes, Jameson stepped on the invitation with his shoe, crushing it

"Okay."

treatment his boss received. "Mr. Schmidt, are you just

if I were to fight Jasper in front of Lyse, she

left cheek. "If Jasper landing a punch on me would make Lyse feel better, then that punch would be