Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 1439

The chilly night breeze carried a tense atmosphere as it swept through.

Jameson's joy at seeing his beloved was dashed as soon as he noticed Jasper.

"Lyse, you're here!" Lily's eyes shimmered with gentle light. She even wanted to get up from the wheelchair to greet her.

Perhaps Alyssa's striking appearance had left a lasting impression on her. Sometimes, Lily couldn't recognize her own son, but she could instantly identify Alyssa. It was genuine affection that couldn't be concealed.

"Hi, Mrs. Schmidt." Alyssa's voice was gentle. She smiled at Lily.

Jasper's strong arm wrapped around Alyssa's waist. His gaze was sharp and icy as he stared at Jameson, observing his every move.

"Lyse, who is this?" Lily looked at Jasper's expressionless face in confusion, instinctively tugging at Jameson's sleeve.

Alyssa gazed deeply at Jasper's handsome profile.

Jameson adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said before she could reply, "Lyse, what a coincidence to meet you here. Are you also going on a trip?"

Throughout the conversation, he only addressed Alyssa, completely ignoring Jasper.

"Jameson, do you think I have the mood for a trip?"

Alyssa's eyes flashed with sharpness, and her voice was extremely cold. She didn't want to pretend to be friendly with Jameson, even in front of Lily.

"You know best what you've done and how much blood is on your hands. Inigo hasn't been caught yet, and I haven't avenged Jonah's and Jasper's ambush. If you don't fall, how can I enjoy myself?"

Jasper smiled faintly, gazing at the woman before him with eyes filled with love.

"Jimmy, what is Lyse talking about? What blood? Why don't I understand?" Lily asked with a bewildered look.

"It's normal that you don't understand, Mom, because I don't understand either."

Jameson gently rubbed his mother's shoulders to comfort her. His exquisite features betrayed no hint of his true nature as a villain.

These years of being confined to home had left her weak. Although it was almost autumn, the temperature in Solana City was still far from cold.

"Okay, Mom. I'll take you to the plane now."

Jameson was about to push his mother toward the gangway when Jasper's voice suddenly cut in coldly. "Jameson, I'm sorry to tell you. But I'm afraid your plane won't be able to take off from here tonight. You can't go anywhere."

But Jameson seemed oblivious. He continued to walk toward his private plane.

"Jameson." Jasper's eyes sank heavily. He exuded an oppressive vibe that seemed to freeze everything, even the howling wind passing by, into ice.

"Didn't you hear that my mom said she's cold?" Jameson turned slightly toward Jasper.

His sinister gaze was terrifying. "And what right do you have to dictate what I do? If the police suspect me of anything, they can come with an arrest warrant, and I'll cooperate with any investigation. Otherwise, no one can stop me."

"Suspect? No." Alyssa smiled mockingly. That smile hurt Jameson badly. "If it were mere suspicion, we wouldn't have come to find you, much less stop you. Jameson, you're the mastermind. I won't believe whatever you say."