Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 449

Chapter 449 

Sophia was just about to blow her top upon hearing that. All her rage was now directed toward that 

cunning bitch, Zoe Harper. 

The crowd went wild again. Betty wasn’t some pitiful victim. She was the one who started this trail of lies! 

The reporters began reporting this to their respective platforms, with headlines like “Taylor Family Heiress. 

is World-Renowned Jewelry Designer Alexa?”, “What Else Have We Yet to See from Alyssa Taylor?”, ” 

Sophia Kirkman and Betty Beckett Humiliate Themselves Once Again-Lying to International Celebrity 

with Counterfeit Jewelry!”, and finally, “Deep Look: When Will Sophia Kirkman and Betty Beckett Finally 

Stop Their Twisted Schemes?”. 

Betty could never have imagined she would once again turn up on the headlines as yet another 

embarrassment in the nation in less than a year’s time, this time even more riotous than before. 

Seeing how things were now out of control, Sophia tried to turn the bottle to Jasper. “Are you just going to 

stand there and let them harass your sister like that, Jasper? 

“I may not be your mother, but Betty is still half your sister. How could you side with an outsider like this?” 

“An outsider? I have no idea who you’re talking about,” Jasper retorted. 

“Who else would I be talking about? Her!” Sophia growled, glaring at Alyssa. 

Jasper glanced at Alyssa, then said nonchalantly, “Nah, I don’t think she counts.” 

Sophia’s face turned beet red. “You! You horny bastard!” 

“Better that than a vile, greedy liar.” Jasper got his phone out and then called Xavier. “Bring them in.” 

Now, it was Alyssa’s turn to wonder what he was up to. 

At that moment, the door swung open once more, revealing a figure in a wheelchair, sporting a cap and a 

mask concealing their identity. 

The only discernible detail was that this individual was a woman, and nothing more could be ascertained. 

Alyssa tugged at Jasper’s sleeve, asking quietly, “What trick are you playing now?” 

The man swallowed, his heart warming up at the gesture. “Getting back what’s yours.” 

What’s mine? Alyssa thought curiously as she gazed at the woman in the wheelchair. 

She was weakly prying off her cap and mask, revealing that she was none other than Abigail Grant.