Can't Win Me Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 2581 - チャプター 2590

Everyone turned toward the sound of approaching footsteps at the same time. In the next instant, Justin's expression darkened, his jaw tightening. Alyssa and Jasper stared in shock. They exclaimed in unison, "Cyrus?"Cyrus gave a brief nod. Then, without wasting a second, he led two subordinates straight toward Javier. "Mr. Javier, please come with us."He had been brief, addressing Javier with a politeness that went straight to the point. Javier's lips curled into a bitter smile. He cast one last, lingering look at the closed doors of the emergency room before directing a tender gaze toward Jasper and Alyssa. He observed them quietly, as if every second were a final fleeting chance to memorize their faces. Jasper had never grown up under Javier's care. Though Javier claimed to have loved Anne above all others, he had never legally wedded her, nor had he given her his whole heart while she lived. Worse, he had neglected and failed their only son. Only now, in the eleventh h

The interrogation room was cold and dimly lit, enclosed by gray, dusty walls. A video camera stood fixed in front of Justin, its green indicator blinking steadily. Beside him, the one-way mirror revealed nothing but impenetrable darkness. A harsh white light poured down from above, casting his pale, expressionless face in stark relief—like an invisible net slowly tightening around him. Demon or monster, it didn't matter. In a place like this, the truth always surfaced. "So," Cyrus began coolly, "would you prefer an unforgettable interrogation, or will you come clean on your own?"He sat across from Justin with another officer, both of them watching him with sharp, unyielding eyes. This time, Cyrus faced the man before him with complete composure. "There's a world of difference between us dragging the truth out of you and you offering it willingly, Mr. Beckett," he continued. "You've got a top-tier legal team, and this isn't your first time dealing with a situation like this.

Justin's dark, gloomy pupils constricted. Underneath his sickly pale skin, the veins on the back of his hand twisted and bulged like gnarly tree roots. He stared fixedly at the blade. Once his chosen murder weapon, it now sat before him as cold, hard evidence. That fruit knife had once served his malice; now, it was bloodstained with history. It betrayed him, testifying to his guilt. At first, his mind was a chaotic blur. Then the present dissolved, and his thoughts flashed back nearly 20 years.Back then, he was just a teenager. His clean, youthful face had been splattered with Mildred's fresh blood. He remembered standing in the small living room, his hand white-knuckled around that very fruit knife. Soaked from head to toe in warm blood, the frail, pale teenager had looked utterly terrifying—like a demon crawling its way out of hell. Yet, he hadn't felt a shred of terror. Instead, a laugh had bubbled up from his chest, shaking his entire body in pure, ecstatic madness. The

Alyssa was born for greatness. She carried a natural air of commanding authority that silently demanded submission, and the raw intimidation in her eyes made all the seasoned board members—all of whom were decades her senior—hold their breath unconsciously. They exchanged tense glances, the atmosphere in the room turning suffocatingly serious. Among the board members were several people who had once maintained private dealings with Justin. But now, Justin had fallen from power. Not only had Jasper seized control of the corporation, but with Newton's and Javier's support, he had officially become Beckett Group's new chairman. Jasper's position was now firmly established—unshakeable and beyond dispute. And he had Alyssa on his side. With her backing, even if he ultimately didn't inherit Beckett Group, he could still join Alyssa in leading KS Group. Even if he married into her family, he would still stand at the absolute pinnacle of wealth and power. At this point, no one in the

When Alyssa and Jasper returned to Heightsnew Villa that evening, Jonah, Silas, Rose, Liam, and Winston's wives were already waiting for them."Jonah! Silas! Rosie! Colene!"The moment Alyssa stepped through the front door, the physical and emotional exhaustion of the day melted away. Like a pampered kitten finally returning home, she threw herself into Jonah's arms and rubbed her head repeatedly against his chest. "Hey, hey, hey! Look at you—a grown woman still acting like a spoiled little girl," Colene teased with a grin."That's perfectly fine. I like it when Lyse acts cute with me."Jonah lowered his head, his eyes brimming with affection as he gently stroked the back of Alyssa's head. "Lyse can always rely on me and ask anything of me. She can act spoiled and throw as many tantrums as she wants. As far as I'm concerned, she'll never have to grow up."Those words came straight from the bottom of his heart. In the entire family, Jonah was the one person who indulged Alyssa wi