Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2372

"Justin, physically... are you doing alright?" Javier widened his eyes, clearly surprised by Justin's suggestion.

Justin had lived alone in Mosgravia for nearly 20 years. He had never asked Javier for anything or caused him trouble.

On the contrary, despite being in a foreign land, Justin extended a helping hand to Javier during two critical moments when the Beckett Group faced difficult times. Thanks to Justin's support, the company managed to overcome those challenges.

Thinking about this, Javier began to see Justin in a new light. A wave of remorse washed over him.

"I'm much better now. Otherwise, you wouldn't be seeing on my feet, would you?"

Justin offered a slight yet sincere smile. In a calm voice, he said, "Dad, I understand how important Jasper is to you and the company. I've never intended to compete with him. All I want is to share your burdens and help the Beckett Group.

"With the bid for Project A5 just around the corner, Jasper, being the responsible person he is, would surely blame himself if we failed to secure the project.

"I sincerely hope he regains consciousness tonight and returns to work tomorrow as if nothing happened. But if he doesn't recover in time, I'm willing to step in and stabilize the situation until he's back on his feet.

and soul into Project A5, and he deserves all the credit. I won't take anything away

young. Now, you've grown into someone

Javier placed a firm hand on Justin's

next month. If Jasper is unable

"Absolutely not!"

cut through the conversation, startling

maintained his composed smile, but his eyes darkened with a dangerous gleam. He turned toward the source of the

is his alone. No one else

the other end of the hallway, Newton approached in

didn't you let me know that you were coming?

greeted him with a slight nod of

he shakily stood and pointed at Javier, who was frozen in

And now, faced with a minor hurdle, you're trying to strip away everything he's

with betrayal? Are you honoring the memory of his late mother, the

of sorrow crossing his face at the mention of Anne.