Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Marc paused. He looked up and toward the door in shock.

That strong, dissuasive voice was familiar. It was like a sharp knife that stabbed through Jameson's heart. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. Slowly, he turned around.

Jasper's cold gaze glanced over him. He stormed into the ward, with Xavier following behind him gallantly.

"Mr. B-Beckett!" In a flash, Marc's defeated eyes lit up.

Even though he had never met this exceptional man, oddly enough, Jasper gave him a sense of peace. After all, everyone knew that Jasper was Winston's future son-in-law.

Winston wouldn't misjudge a person. He was willing to hand his beloved daughter, Alyssa, into Jasper's hands. Clearly, Jasper was an outstanding young man and a hidden gem.

He was unlike the son of a bitch before him, who only looked kind on the outside, but was a cunning viper on the inside.

"What are you doing here, Jasper?" Jameson questioned with a horrified look on his face.

"I'm here for the spurpose as you." Jasper's tone was neutral. He did not sound like he was showing off his power or challenging him.

Even so, he had an air of nobility around him, which inevitably intimidated the people around him.

In comparison, Jameson's sly smile looked overly forced. It was repulsive to look at.

Carl had his fists clenched as he glared at Jasper. Xavier tightened his fists too. He readied himself to have a go at him.

"I heard most of your conversation with Mr. Waters when I was outside earlier." Jasper lifted the corners of his lips into a smile. A tender and loving gaze flashed across his eyes. "I'm sorry. I was influenced by my wife to eavesdrop. Hope you don't mind, Mr. Waters." Jameson was enraged. Anger thrummed to his veins, and he becsuffocated with rage.

"Of course not! It is my privilege to meet you, Mr. Beckett!" Marc was old enough to be Jasper's father. Yet, he maintained a humble attitude before him.

"Mr. Waters, The Ivory is what you've worked hard your entire life for. You cannot sell it." Jasper gave Jameson a quick, cold glance. "Even if you wanted to put it up for sale, you can never sell it to someone like Mr. Schmidt. Moreover, not a single word of his can be trusted." Jameson shot to his feet, and his chair toppled behind him.

"He claims that he will help you with rescuing Mr. Nathan. You will suffer a double whammy if he changes his mind and goes back on his word after you've signed the contract.

"He has used this strategy multiple times. If you do not believe me, you can very well pay a visit to Mr. Josh Schmidt and Ms. Daisy Schmidt in prison. Then, you will get to learn about Jameson's ways." Marc widened his eyes. He had a sudden revelation. His desperation to save Nathan earlier almost made him fall into Jameson's trap.

He could very well have spoken empty words to deceive him. The probability of him going back on his words was high. "Please leave, Mr. Schmidt." Jasper's appearance made his fear of Jameson vanish completely. The sharpness in his eyes returned. "Even if I had to burn Ivory Group to the ground, I will never let you get your hands on it! "As for Nathan, I believe there is justice in this world. No one can ever be above the law!" Jameson's plan was so close to success. Thanks to Jasper's interference, he fell at the last hurdle.

"Since this is the case, I can only say that I'm really sorry to hear that." Jameson's eyes turned red with anger. Amidst his refusal to admit defeat, he let out a cold laugh. He gave Jasper a vicious glare before storming out with Carl.

The tense atmosphere in the ward eased up slowly.

Matilda's face ran white. Marc held onto her hand tightly. He comforted her by caressing her hand gently.

She had been by Marc's side for more than ten years. She was used to seeing violence happening in front of her. But what Jameson brought with him earlier was a battle without any violence. It scared the living daylights out of her.

"Mr. Beckett, thank you for earlier." Marc exhaled. He looked at him with sincere eyes. "If you want to lead The Ivory... I am willing to step down and hand the entire organization over to you. I will not ask for a single cent from you." "Mr. Waters, I have never thought of acquiring The Ivory. Ivory Group will always belong to you and Madam Colene." Jasper smiled slightly. "I cto comfort you. You have been concerned and troubled over what happened to Mr. Nathan. Jameson's appearance at this twas only to ambush your psychological defense and trick you into handing The Ivory to him. "Fortunately, all could be turned around. From now on, I will assign bodyguards to watch over you. I will not allow anyone from the Schmidt Group to bother you." "Mr. Beckett, thank you very much," Marc choked. From the bottom of his heart, he was touched.

"About Mr. Nathan, I hope that you remain optimistic." Jasper was bright-eyed and confident. "Alyssa and I will find a way to prove his innocence!" At the stime, The Ivory Gang was up in a frenzy. Colene was shivering in anger in the smoky conference room.

More than ten of The Ivory's higher-ups were seated around the table. They had cigars and whiskeys on the table in front of them. Brazenly, they gobbled down their bowls of dog meat stew in Colene's face.

The slurping noises were neverending, making her blood boil.

These senior members of The Ivory took pride in their seniority in the group. Furthermore, Marc was always unwell. So, they had long et made plans to tear down The Ivory. Even when they were before Colene Waters herself, they did not show any respect to her at all. Wide-eyed, Colene chided, "Everyone, dogs are my father's favorite animal. Also, we've always had a rule that it is forbidden to consdog meat at The Ivory. Yet, you are all acting out collectively like this. What is the meaning of this?" "We didn't even have tto eat because we had to rush here for this damn meeting. There aren't many restaurants nearby either. There was only one dog meat stew restaurant that had decent food. Are you saying that we should starve ourselves, Ms. Colene?" "Plus, it's our freedom to eat whatever we want! Women are such troublemakers, poking their noses into everything!" It was indeed their freedom to eat anything they wanted.

However, they were treating the conference room as their canteen. They were clearly challenging the Waters family's boundaries! Colene was fuming. Her breathing quickened, and her temples throbbed.

She couldn't leave them be. But if she stopped them and they retaliated, today's meeting would not happen again! As she contemplated what to do, she heard crisp sounds of clacking heels walking closer to them.

Alyssa was dressed in a smart, black suit. She carried a strong bearing with her as she strutted into the conference room, much to everyone's surprise.

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