บททั้งหมดของ Can't Win Me Back: บทที่ 2351 - บทที่ 2360

Dripping in sweat, Xavier went up and stood behind Jasper right away. He stared fixedly at the screen of the computer. After inserting the memory card, Jasper fast-forwarded to check the surveillance recording and listen to the recorded sounds. "Mr. Beckett, the dashcam can only record scenes outside the car and not anything from within the car. All we can listen to are the sounds. "If anyone had actually pried the doors open and snuck into the car to install anything, we wouldn't be able to see anything, " Xavier said, feeling quite troubled. Seconds and minutes passed. Just as Xavier was about to nod off from watching all the footage, Jasper exclaimed, "The video has been edited." Xavier jolted awake. He licked his lips to stop himself from drooling. "Oh? But it doesn't look like there are any differences between the earlier and later images." With a cold look in his eyes, Jasper lowered his earphones. "It's subtle, but the airflow sounds don't match up between the earl

"Like you said, Fifth Prison is where many mentally ill criminals are imprisoned. Perhaps that man is also mentally unstable, which was why he claimed that he was sane." Jonah wasn't too bothered. In a cold voice, he continued, "It's just like how drunk people would never admit that they've had too much to drink." "There's a huge difference between the two," Alyssa interjected, drawing both Sean and Jonah's attention. "In fact, people with mental illness often believe everyone else is insane, while they are the only sane ones in the room."Sean's eyes lit up. "That makes sense!" Jonah nodded. "Yeah, that sounds right.""According to what Sean described earlier, that man was very articulate and didn't seem like he was mentally ill. Moreover, he seized an opportune time to dash out before Mr. Steven. This suggests he had been waiting for the right moment, indicating he didn't want to miss his rare chance."Alyssa then asked, "Sean, what did your brother do in the end?" "Steven m

Jasper steadied his breath the moment he pushed the door open to Alyssa's hospital ward. For some reason, he was feeling really nervous. There was almost nothing that could ever unnerve him. Other than Newton, Alyssa was the only other person who could make him feel disquieted. A strange serenity filled the room, broken only by the faint hum of the medical equipment. Alyssa was still awake. She was sitting upright against the headboard. Her gaze was fixed on the darkness outside the window; her face turned to the side as if lost in thought.The new moon cast no light; there were no stars. She seemed to be staring at nothing, into the endless pitch black.Jasper froze in the doorway, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the sight of her. His breath hitched in his chest. This woman, once so full of optimism and light, now appeared fragile, defeated. Her spirit seemed so broken that it felt as if a single touch could shatter her completely.It wasn't until a few moments later

The massive, opulent gates creaked open slowly as Remy steered the luxury car into the Sedonian fortress, a relic from the Middle Ages, with casual ease.After parking, both Remy and Sheryl got out of the car and attended to Justin.As Justin emerged from the vehicle, his expression remained impassive, but his eyes were chillingly dark, reflecting an intensity he kept tightly in check.His stride was steady, exuding an air of authority, eerily reminiscent of Jasper's presence.He was only able to appear so because he got Sheryl to inject a dose of adrenaline before he got out of the car. This shot was one that RC Biotechnology Research Institute had recently developed.His only purpose was to no longer look like an invalid before that man. He had to make himself presentable. "This is a private residence. Please hold on for a moment." This place was heavily guarded at the door. Bodyguards wearing suits and white gloves stopped them in their tracks. With a vicious look in his

Remy's gaze was icy as he took in the scene before him—Zachary lounging with a woman perched on his lap. Her scant clothing barely concealed her while Zachary's hands groped her roughly. She forced a smile, her expression betraying a mix of discomfort and resignation.The room reeked of debauchery. Dim lights cast a murky glow over the scene, amplifying the suffocating atmosphere. Around them, women stood like objects behind glass cages, each wearing a choker with a string of numbers—price tags marking their value.And just like those women in the glass cages, she, too, had a choker around her neck. As Justin's loyal follower, Remy was no stranger to the darkness of the world. Yet, an unfamiliar heaviness pressed against his chest as he stood in this room. The degradation of these women, stripped of dignity and reduced to commodities, made his stomach churn.Unable to bear it, Remy averted his eyes, fists clenching involuntarily. He turned abruptly, unable to stomach the vile disp