Semua Bab Can't Win Me Back: Bab 1521 - Bab 1530

Alyssa and Jasper shot one another a knowing look, their hearts beating in unison.Javier's face had long paled as he watched them leave. It felt like all the blood in his veins had turned to ice.…There were three luxury cars waiting outside the cemetery.Alyssa and Jasper climbed into the first car while Newton sat in the second. Soon, Javier walked out of the cemetery with Rory by his side, the former looking quite dejected."Mr. Javier," Ben greeted respectfully. "Mr. Newton is asking for you to join his car. He would like to speak to you about something."Javier's eyes darkened.The father and son sat together in the car as if an invisible wall separated them."Did you want to talk to me, Dad?" Javier asked quietly.Newton said calmly as he stared straight ahead, "Now that Sophia has admitted to her crime, only death awaits her—unless you still have feelings for her and plan on reducing her sentence. "I'm still going to make myself clear right now—I will definitely mak

"Mr. Schmidt, here's some Vintage Narcissus tea that was flown in this morning. Please have a taste," said Sheryl Gillis.She deftly and elegantly prepared the tea for Jameson, which was an art form in itself.Soon, she served him a new cup of hot tea. The fair lady stood there amid the steam from the tea and the subtle tea scent wafting in the air. She radiated a captivating yet distant presence, a combination of contradictory traits that strangely complemented each other.Indeed, those who worked for the man were the cream of the crop who were carefully nurtured. Troublesome employees would have already been removed early on."Thank you, Ms. Gillis." Jameson raised his cup, but his gaze remained fixed on her.She bore a resemblance to a particular someone—the woman whom he had loved for a long time."Mr. Schmidt, is there something on my face?" Sheryl wondered with a gentle smile."No. Sorry. That was rude." He quickly looked away with astonishment.The man behind the curtain

"Mr. Schmidt, are you scared?" Sheryl scoffed. "Even I have heard of your actions in Kontina. We're only looking for some sacrifices to achieve a huge goal for mankind. Do you not have the heart to do it?"Jameson cast a menacing look at Sheryl's mocking expression. In no way did she resemble Alyssa. Alyssa was the shining light in his otherwise dark and hopeless life. She was a butterfly dancing in a cold abyss.To him, Alyssa was an angel. Sheryl was nothing more than sir's pretty, obedient, and dutiful weapon."Sheryl, that's inappropriate. After all, lives are involved. It makes sense for Mr. Schmidt to give it a serious thought." The man laughed amicably but betrayed a hint of authority.Jameson's breathing grew heavy. He whispered, "I will carry out the mission you entrust to me, sir.""Thank you, Mr. Schmidt. When you start the trials, I need your men to record the trial data and observe the participants' responses. Sheryl will gather the details and email them to you." The

Sophia reminisced about her life. She had lived a glorious life. However, to achieve that, she always had to sacrifice a person to reach a greater height.Anne Bartley was her first victim. Never had she thought that the woman, who was dead for two decades, would be the nail in her coffin.Sophia had long regretted killing Anne. Anne didn't have to die. Keeping Anne around wouldn't have affected anything.However, Sophia acted like she was under a spell at that time. She harbored a strong resentment against Anne. On top of that, she banked on Javier's affection and acted lawlessly, thinking that she could do anything she liked under his protection.Alas, Javier's love was nothing but an illusion.Sophia pulled her hair out and held strands of gray hair in her hands. The pain kept her sober. She had finally seen through Javier's selfishness and heartlessness.He had never loved her. She didn't believe he loved Anne either. Otherwise, why would he easily believe that Anne had taken

Landon hugged Lauren as they exited the prison. Despite being enveloped in his warmth, she still trembled in his arms."Darling, you…" He pursed his lips as he struggled to find the right words to say to her.What should he say to comfort Lauren? He thought, "It's not like I can tell her, 'Let's come again' or 'I'm sorry for your loss.'""Landon." Head hung low and eyes teary, she said, "Thank you… Thank you for letting me see my mom for the last time. That's enough for me. I will not ask you for anything else.""Darling, what are you talking about?" Worried, he plopped onto one knee in front of her and grabbed her hand. He cast a frantic look at her misty eyes. "What do you mean you'll not ask me for anything else? What's the point of having me around? I will lose my motivation in the competition for power. What will I live for?""Landon…" Her voice trailed off as she stumbled back shyly."Just let me know anything you want. No matter what it is, I'll try my best to fulfill yo