Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 1997

Before noon, Alyssa hurried back to Heightsnew Villa.

Upon hearing her return, Colene immediately rushed down from upstairs. "Lyse!"

"Colene!" Alyssa hurried to greet her, and the two women hugged tightly. "Thank you for your help this time."

"Don't say that. I'm already grateful that you and Jasper don't blame me. You don't know how scared I was."

Colene's eyes were red. She kept patting her chest with her hand, still feeling scared. "Thank goodness Nathan sorted it out. If Xavier had landed in prison and Jasper got into trouble because of that jerk from the Ivory Gang, I would've been in tears. How could I still face you both?"

"Please don't say that. Even if you hadn't intervened, we would have found a way to get Xavier out."

Alyssa's eyes softened as she gently patted Colene's back. "The Ivory Gang is such a big organization in Solana City with so many members. How could you possibly manage it?"

"The members are different now. They don't listen to their boss anymore."

Colene's eyes flashed with anger. She shook her head indignantly. "Mr. Waters is losing his edge as he gets older. Without Nathan's support, the Ivory Gang would've fallen apart long ago.

"But Nathan's hands are tied. He's been trying to clean up the Ivory Gang's business and lead them down the right path. But the senior members have other ideas. They don't listen to him, making his efforts an uphill battle."

Alyssa fell silent for a moment before gently asking, "Colene, do you want to go back and see Mr. Waters? If I remember correctly, you haven't been back for a long time."

Colene just blinked at her words.

"Now that Mr. Waters can't manage the Ivory Gang, do you want to go back and help him?"

"Although I'm Marc's only daughter, from the moment I chose Winston, I have had nothing to do with the Ivory Gang. I don't care whether they thrive or decline." Colene's gaze turned cold once again, clearly showing her resistance.

Years ago, during that terrifying gunfight, Colene was shot twice while protecting Winston. She had almost lost her life.

This incident had made Marc so angry that he almost had a heart attack. However, he couldn't say anything since Colene had volunteered to sacrifice herself.

But as soon as she recovered, she insisted on marrying Winston. Sacrificing herself was one thing, but being infatuated with that old man and even removing her uterus to marry him was both shameless and reckless.

As a result, Marc completely severed ties with Colene. Despite the passing years, there was no sign of reconciliation.

Winston tried to persuade Colene many times but to no avail.

Feeling guilty, he had been secretly taking care of the Ivory Gang's businesses under the guise of an external investor.

Otherwise, under internal and external pressures, they would have crumbled long ago.

Alyssa knew this was a historical issue, so she didn't want to force it. She changed the subject. "By the way, are Jonah and Jul here?"

"They're still sleeping."

Colene flashed a mischievous grin as she leaned in to gossip. "I've never seen Jonah lazing in bed before. Looks like Julien's got some serious charm. It reminds me of that study about couples and sleep."

Each time, Jonah was worried that she might be uncomfortable sleeping there, so he would carefully lift her up and carry her back to her room.

Alyssa stood beside the huge bookshelf and idly scanned the rows of books.

At that moment, her gaze was caught by a book in the corner with no words on the spine in the second-to-last row.

She bent down to take it out, humming a little tune as she flipped through the pages.

It turned out to be a yellowed Bible.

Suddenly, something fell to the ground. It seemed like a photograph.

Alyssa blinked in confusion. She squatted down to pick up the photo on the ground.

As she turned it over, she showed a gentle smile. "Oh, why did Jonah put a photo of him and Jul here?"

The next moment, her eyes suddenly widened.

In the photo, the man resting on Jonah's shoulder had handsome, refined features and bright eyes. He bore a striking resemblance to Julien.

However, upon closer examination, it was evident that while the man in the photo resembled Julien, he wasn't him.