Can't Win Me Back

Chapter 2199

Alyssa trembled uncontrollably in Jameson's arms. A twinkle of hope lit up in her eyes.

Could it be her brothers? Was it Jasper? They found her, didn't they?

Emotions surged fiercely within her, and tears of anguish filled her eyes. She was this close to bursting out in tears. However, after being drugged by Jameson, her limbs were limp and devoid of energy. Escaping his grasp was impossible.

"A visitor?"

Jameson's elegant face paled instantly. "Just one?"

"'Yeah. A man."

Upon hearing this, Jameson didn't let his guard down. Instead, he felt as if his heart were being constricted by a thorny vine. The pain made his heart cramp.

In the next second, before he could respond, a series of heavy, chilling footsteps echoed through the dining room as the man strode in confidently.

"Mr. Schmidt."

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, like golden sand under the bright sun.

Alyssa's heart raced with anticipation as she looked up.

That glance was a seismic event for her. Her moist pupils constricted. Staring at the familiar-looking man, whose face was deeply etched into her heart, blood rushed through her throbbing veins, and her chest heaved.

"Damien... Damien!" Alyssa yelled out with all her might. Her eyes had turned red.

Her immense heartache, longing, the fear she had been suppressing for so long, and all her emotions erupted instantly.

She came undone and cried her eyes out.

She collapsed into a state of utter disarray, losing her composure as a graceful scion.

Before her eyes stood a man who looked exactly like her fifth brother, Damien. He was expressionless, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He seemed like a cold, icy Al robot.

Remy glanced coldly at the crying Alyssa. Then, with an indifferent gaze, he turned to Jameson, saying, "Sir had me come over to assist you."

"Have you really come to help me?" Jameson's voice was tense as he stared at the man whose face was revealed to Alyssa.

"Why bother? You are no longer the Mr. Schmidt revered by many." Remy raised an eyebrow slightly. His tone was frigid, and his truth more piercing than any sarcastic comment. "Having an extra hand is beneficial for you, isn't it?

Jameson felt a stab of pain in his heart. He knew better than anyone what this face meant to Alyssa. Justin had observed and strategized well. He wouldn't make a wrong move. Therefore, there was only one possibility-Justin intended for Remy to reveal himself to Alyssa!

As Alyssa stared deeply at Remy, she could taste the bitterness of the tears that had flowed into her mouth.

He worked for "Sir", which meant that he was the subordinate of the mastermind behind Jameson.

If Remy was truly Damien, why was everything about him different except his face? Even his voice, his tone, and the look in his eyes were all different. But she was certain she didn't misrecognize him. Content belong to NôvelDráma. Org.

Amber had undergone plastic surgery to look like her. Even so, she still looked slightly different under careful scrutiny. After all, plastic surgery was not the same as copying and pasting. Everyone had their natural skin tone. It was impossible to transform one person into another.

So, why did this man look exactly like Damien?

If he wasn't Damien, who else could he be?

"It's been a long journey. I'm hungry."

Remy couldn't be bothered to take another look at Jameson. He casually pulled out a chair by the dining table and plopped down on it.

"Mr. Schmidt, I'm a guest here. You should prepare a fresh spread of food for me, don't you think? I'm not eating someone else's leftovers."NôvelDrama.Org content.

With a gloomy gaze in his eyes, Jameson commanded a helper in a frosty voice," Go prepare a table of fresh dishes.'

Remy chimed in, "I hate the sea. I don't eat fish or any seafood."