Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 680

Chapter 680 

“May I invite you to a dance?” Silas inquired. 

Rose stood up gracefully and placed her hand in his palm. “Of course.” 

Silas noticed the tears glistening in the corners of her eyes in the soft light. He tightened his grip on her 

hand, which startled her, prompting a futile attempt by her to break free from his hold. 

“Is something wrong? Do you regret your decision?” Silas inquired, raising an eyebrow. 

“No, but why did you pinch my hand?” Rose grumbled. 

“I can’t pinch your feet, can I?” he teased, finding humor in the odd question. 

“You” Rose began, but her retort was cut short as Silas twirled her gracefully by the waist. After a 

dizzying spin, she found herself dancing to the rhythm of the music with him. 

“Did you cry just now?” he whispered, glancing at her reddened eyes as his hand rested on the small of 

her back. 

“No, no tears. I was yawning,” she denied, but was taken aback by how observant he was. 

“Alright, I could have been mistaken.” 

“Mistaken? You certainly were,” she retorted, her teeth gritting. 

“Your eyesight must be pretty poor, or you wouldn’t have crashed into my car.” 

“By the way, I forgot to mention,” Silas interjected with a sly grin. 

“What is it?” 

He turned her around with him. “After you left the accident scene, I called the traffic police, and they 

determined you were at fault, Ms. Emerson.” 

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She glared at him, biting her lip in embarrassment. 

“My insurance company will be in touch with you tomorrow. I don’t need a sugar mommy, just 

compensation for the repair costs,” he quipped, leaning in with a mischievous grin. 

“That will save you some money.” 

She was silently frustrated. Silas had to be one of the most thick-skinned individuals she had ever 

encountered. She felt an urge to stomp on his foot with her heels. 

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Jameson had been by Lily’s side throughout the party but couldn’t help scanning the room for Alyssa. She was nowhere to be found, and neither was Jasper 

A sense of unease crept over him. 

“Jimmy, don’t worry about me. Go find Lyse,” Lily, who was fully conscious, said with a hint of regret. 

“I know you’ve loved her for a long time. Find her and ask her to dance, It’s a great opportunity for you. 

Stop sticking with me. Just go.” 

“Mom, you’re overthinking. I want to be with you,” he reassured Lily, offering a gentle smile. 

“I’ll have plenty of time with Lyse,” 

“Jimmy!” 

At the sound of the familiar voice, Jameson’s demeanor grew cold. The voice also startled Lily, who sought refuge in his embrace. 

“Jimmy, come out! We need to talk!” Victor bellowed and glared at Jameson. 

“Dad, is your eyesight worsening with age? Can’t you see that your wife is right in front of you?” Jameson 

taunted. Tension hung in the air as he confronted his father.