Can't Win Me Back

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 blme. You don't know how scared | 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, | would've been in tears. How

could | 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 | 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 | chose Winston, | have had nothing to do with the Ivory Gang. | 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. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

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

sserious charm. It remindsof that study about couples and sleep."

"The one about how couples who sleep together sleep better?" Alyssa guessed.

"Exactly!" Colene exclaimed, clapping her hands.

"You better not say that in front of Jonah and Jul. They won't be able to handle your teasing."

Colene chuckled. "Jonah's a bit shy, but | bet Julien would secretly love it."

Alyssa knocked on the door for a while but got no response. Knowing that the couple must be sleeping in the bedroom inside, she

boldly pushed the door open and entered.

The Taylors' rooms in Heightsnew Villa were surprisingly large. Upon pushing open the door, visitors would be greeted by a living

room, followed by separate master and guest bedrooms, as well as a study.

The Taylor brothers had always spoiled Alyssa and never set up defenses against her.

As soon as Alyssa entered, her body stiffened, and she stood still in embarrassment.

The living room floor was covered with men's suits, ties, shirts, and belts, extending all the way to the bedroom.

It seemed like Jonah and Julien had a really intense night, with their first "battlefield" being the living room.

Alyssa turned into a maid, helping them pick up and tidy their clothes. Bored, she went to Jonah's study to read.

When she was a child, she often spent whole afternoons in Jonah's study. When she got tired, she would just lie down by the

window and take a nap.

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.