Chapter 677

Holding Alyssa's hand, Jasper rushed down the opulent yet deserted corridor, like two young aristocrats who were defying societal rules and eloping.

Her gaze was fixed on his broad back, which provided her with a sense of security. Her chest heaved, and her palms grew sweaty.

She had to admit that she felt a little attracted to him. At the same time, she berated herself for still having feelings for him over mere hand-holding, after having fallen in love with him twice, 13 years and three years ago, respectively.

She felt rather indignant for being weak when it came to Jasper.

In contrast, he appeared to be in high spirits, jogging alongside her until they reached the door of a luxurious suite.

A surge of panic and embarrassment washed over her. In anger, she yanked her hand from his grasp and hissed, "What is this? How dare you disrespect me on my turf? You know I could always get my brothers to beat you up right now."

He paused in surprise. Realizing she had misunderstood his i