Can't Win Me Back

"They're backed by the Beckett Group. The only person who dares to do this is Jasper."

Jameson slowly lifted his gaze, revealing the depth of darkness behind his golden-rimmed glasses. "Well, well, he's starting a social media war." "What's most annoying is that we can't remove this hashtag from the trending list! That would be like walking into his trap." Carl was quite smart. At that moment, a phone call came in.

Jameson lowered his eyes and saw "Ms. Gillis" on the screen. He clenched his teeth and answered.

"Mr. Schmidt, why is there so much going on on your end? It's reached Mr. Justin's ears now. What's going on?" Sheryl's tone was stern, clearly demanding answers.

"It's Jasper's doing. He wants to make it chaotic and use public opinion to suppress me so that I can't act freely."

Jameson was already simmering with rage, and with Sheryl's attitude, he was on the brink of exploding. "I'll call Mr. Justin to explain later."

"Hmph! Save it. Mr. Justin is furious right now. He's not in the mood to listen to your nonsense!"

Jameson's handsome face gradually twisted. He wished he could fly to Mosgravia and tear this bitch's foul mouth to shreds on the spot.

"Please handle the trouble on your end as soon as possible!"

Sheryl's tone was dripping with sarcasm. "Mr. Schmidt, have you gotten carried away after becoming the chairman? How could you make such a low-level mistake?"

Lately, Jameson had been overwhelmed with Victor's funeral and internal adjustments within the company. Part of his attention was diverted by the Ivory as well. This allowed Jasper to seize the opportunity to attack him.

"You don't need to say that. I'll handle it. Even if this fire burns me to ashes, I won't let it disrupt Mr. Justin's grand plan!"

"Mr. Schmidt, I know you're on top of the world with your new position. But be careful. Too much joy leads to sorrow."

The sun was warm in the afternoon, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

Jasper and Alyssa visited the old lady's hotdog store again.

The couple sat side by side on a bench, enjoying their food.

Though Jasper had a humble upbringing, he was raised as a gentleman under Newton's careful guidance after joining the Beckett family. So, he had always placed great importance on table manners. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

But Alyssa was not as reserved.

Outside, she was a refined and elegant young lady. But in front of Jasper, she let herself loose. She ate the hotdog with big bites, even letting the sauce dirty her lips.

"Lyse... eat slowly." Jasper gently stroked her soft back. He wanted to remind her to mind her manners, but he didn't dare.

Well, to him, her gluttony was adorable, no matter how she behaved. He just needed to spoil her without caring about what other people thought.

"I'm eating slow enough!" Alyssa put down the wrapper contentedly and narrowed her eyes. "How many retweets and comments are there now?"

"Comments have exceeded a million,

and retweets have surpassed ter million Jasper wiped her lips with a napkin in his left hand while scrolling through his phone screen with his right.

"Hmm... This fire isn't big enough yet. Let's stoke it some more."

Alyssa gazed at the old lady's back as the latter earnestly chopped vegetables. Suddenly, she felt emotional.

"Jameson thinks that he can control

everything by standing at the

pinnacle of the Schmidt Group, He

may try to silence and obstruct, but he can't blind millions of citizens searching for the truth."

Upon hearing this, Jasper was influenced by her emotions as well. He affectionately pulled her into his embrace.

Just as they embraced quietly, enjoying this rare moment of calm, Xavier sent a text.

"Mr. Beckett, we've got a problem! The director of Solana Daily just called me, saying he can't withstand the pressure from above and wants to delete the post and remove the hashtag!"