Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 2422

"Jameson and Carl have been eliminated. Who else could be targeting Amber?"

A sharp glint flashed in Jasper's eyes as a thought struck him. "Could it be Justin or Sheryl?" he asked, his voice low and tense.

He recalled seeing Justin in the living room earlier that evening, wide awake instead of resting. Was Justin waiting for something? Or perhaps, provoking him in subtle defiance?

"They are the only ones I can think of with a grudge against Amber."

Alyssa's anxiousness made her voice tremble. "Having worked for Jameson for years, Amber must have visited Mosgravia multiple times to meet with Sir—who is, in fact, Justin.

"Justin wouldn't have met anyone else besides Jameson. But how could he leave no trace after all those interactions? Amber must have figured out his true identity. And Justin—he must have realized who she is, even with her changed appearance."

Jasper's expression darkened. "So he decided to eliminate her as a precaution."

Tears welled in Alyssa's eyes, threatening to spill. "We've already uncovered his lies and started suspecting his crimes. Why did he have to go after Amber?"

Jasper's gaze hardened. "Because your brother, Axel, loves her deeply. Now that she's part of the Taylor family, Justin doesn't just want to get rid of her—he wants to use her to manipulate you and Axel."

It had been a long time since laughter had left Jasper's lips. But now, a laugh burst from him, dark and laced with anger. "Yes, this is just like Justin. For 20 years, he guilt-tripped me with the fact that he'd saved my life. He is now using the same tactic to exploit someone else's weakness. It's his tried-and-true method."

Desperation gripped Alyssa as she clutched Jasper's hands. "But doesn't that mean there's still hope? If Amber is useful to them, they might not hurt her."

Her hands were soft but icy cold. Jasper instinctively curled his fingers, holding hers tightly.

Suddenly, Alyssa's phone rang.

She glanced at the screen, and her heart sank.

"Who is it?" Jasper asked as he gazed deeply at her.

"It's Axel…" Alyssa was on the verge of tears.

Jasper nodded. "Go ahead and answer it. This is too serious to keep from him. You know that."

The dark winter night stretched on as the Bentley sped through the cold. Suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes, jolting the car to a violent stop.

Sheryl screamed as she was thrown forward, her forehead colliding painfully with the back of the front seat. Tears sprang to her eyes from the stinging impact.

"What the hell was that?" she snapped.

Her driver stammered an apology. "I'm sorry, Ms. Gillis. I'm so sorry…"

"What happened?"

"A car—it cut us off."

Sheryl rubbed her sore nose, glaring ahead. Her annoyance froze into shock as she saw the figure illuminated by her headlights.

Remy stepped out of the car blocking their path, his expression icy. He strode toward the Bentley with deliberate, menacing steps.