Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 2257

In the study, Justin sat at his desk, engrossed in the art of calligraphy. The ink flowed gracefully over the paper, inscribing the words, "Spring adds new life and new joy to all that is."

His strokes flowed like a river. They looked to be full of life and endless vigor.

"Mr. Justin, Jasper has been discharged."

When Julien came to Sheryl's mind, she became enraged. "That Dr. Lovelace is such a hindrance. Because of Alyssa, he slapped Jasper and shoved me at the hospital today! He's not a man at all, that bugger!"

With a slight smirk on his face, Justin spread out a new piece of writing paper. "Why, does it make your heart ache to see Jasper getting hit?"

"No, I just think that he's being too nosy. I was just worried that he would mess your plan up."

Sheryl had a gloomy look in her eyes. "With someone like this by Jasper's side, provoking and stimulating him over and over, I'm worried that it would invoke his curiosity about Alyssa. His subconscious feelings for Alyssa might be woken up if this continues."

"Get in touch with this person tonight."

Justin retrieved a document from his drawer, and placed it on his desk.

Sheryl walked over to him quickly. She picked it up and took a glance. She frowned. "A member of Cloudtop? Hasn't this organization been disbanded? Why are you looking for this person?"

Justin narrowed his dark eyes slightly. "Keep reading."

Sheryl flipped through a few more pages. When she saw the photo of the man in the document, that familiar face came like a bolt from the blue. She exclaimed, "Julien? He's a member of Cloudtop?"

"They look very much alike, don't they? I was also extremely shocked when I first saw this photo."

"I get you. I'll make arrangements tonight."

"Thank you."

"I will do anything for you."

Sheryl took a deep bow, and exited the study.

The look on Justin's pale face turned as cold as a frozen lake. He picked up a lighter, then set the paper on his desk, which he had just written on, on fire.

Seven words—"Spring is when life's alive in everything"—went up into flames. The dancing fire was reflected in his eyes, as if he were a demon and hell all at once.