Can't Win Me Back

The funeral proceeded smoothly after the unwanted guests departed.

Members of the Taylor family offered their condolences to Landon with genuine warmth. Winston, his face etched with concern, approached Landon.

"Landon," Winston began gently, "I'm sorry for what happened. Also, Mr. Beckett Senior called last night, expressing how unwell he's been feeling, so he won't be attending. However, he assures me he'll find time to meet with you and pay his respects at Mr. Cornelius' grave."

A wave of emotions washed over Jasper. Concern for his grandfather's health battled with a flicker of warmth at Newton's consideration for Landon.

"Thank you, Uncle Winston. I appreciate Mr. Beckett Senior's kind gesture." Landon expressed his heartfelt gratitude, addressing Winston as he desired.

Landon understood that Newton had likely used his health as an excuse. After all, the Harpers hurt Lauren multiple times and almost cost her life.

Even if Newton had forgiven them, appearing at the funeral would stir up gossip.

Jonah and Silas offered their condolences as well. In that moment, Landon felt a newfound sense of belonging with the Taylors. He realized he had gained a new family and resolved to leave behind thoughts of vengeance and solitude.

"Let me take you back, Dad," Alyssa said softly, gently caressing Winston's arm.

"I'll be fine. With everyone here, I'm well taken care of," Winston reassured Alyssa, patting her hand.

"With no one left in the Harper family, it's important for us to stick together and lend our support. You and Jasper are Landon's closest friends. Stay by his side till the end."

Alyssa, deeply moved, nodded through her tears.

"Winston, allow me to escort you to your car," Jasper offered, approaching Winston with care and consideration befitting a son-in-law.

Winston nodded. "Okay, follow me."

This was Winston's first public appearance since recovering from his illness, and he made sure to make a grand entrance to support Landon. As a result, numerous media reporters surrounded the place.

To divert attention from the commotion, Winston's wives, with the assistance of their bodyguards, got into the car and left. Winston, however, remained composed and entertained the media with the help of his two sons and daughter.

"Thank you all for your concern regarding my health. I'm now fully recovered and feeling well. Today, we gather to bid farewell to Mr. Cornelius, and I'm sure he would be pleased to see so many of you here to pay your respects," Winston addressed the reporters bluntly yet tactfully, effectively silencing anyone who sought to stir up trouble.

"The Harper Group has faced its share of tribulations," Winston continued, "and Mr. Landon's sudden ascension undoubtedly raises questions. However, I have watched him grow up, and I know him well."

"Therefore," he declared, his chin rising a notch as his eyes burned with conviction, "I say this with absolute certainty—the sun will rise again on the Harper Group. Under Landon's leadership, it will rise to even greater heights!"

Winston's words brought a hush over the crowd. Meanwhile, Jasper stared in awe at the noble presence Winston exuded. Despite his age and stature, Winston commanded respect and radiated strength and integrity.

Feeling a sense of security in Winston's presence, Jasper resolved to learn from the venerable man.

"Jasper, there's someone here," Jonah's voice interrupted their thoughts, drawing their attention to a luxurious sedan parked nearby.

The arrival of the sedan caught the interest of some media personnel, and as its doors opened, two bodyguards emerged, followed by a woman in a white suit—Sheryl Gillis.

Jasper's heart clenched as he observed the scene, his jaw tightening in anticipation.

Justin was lifted into the wheelchair with the help of the two bodyguards. Sheryl then wheeled him toward Winston and Jasper.

"Who is that?" Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm not sure. I've never seen him before. But he doesn't seem like a regular folk."

He looks upper-class, judging by his appearance, manners, and demeanor. It's a pity about his legs, though. No one's perfect."

"Who says there's no perfect person? Just look at Mr. Jasper. He's practically flawless—he has a beautiful wife and support from Mr. Winston. He's a winner!"

As the discussion buzzed, Justin made his way through the crowd until he stood before the Taylors.

"Hello, Mr. Winston. It's a pleasure to finally meet you," Justin greeted politely, his hand raised despite his immobility. A gentle and humble smile graced his lips as he continued, "I'm Jasper's brother and the eldest son of the Beckett family, Justin Beckett."