Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 864

Chapter 864 

“Slowly, the worst side effects would show up,” explained Tristan. 

Alyssa came to a realization. Tristan’s explanation matches the accounts of the assistant and the maid. 

Tristan continued, “She deserved it. If you need me to, I can send her to the afterlife with one injection.” 

The way he suggested the idea was heartless, as though life and death meant nothing much. 

Alyssa was speechless at Tristan’s offer. 

He added fearlessly, “She is the one who abused the drugs in the first place. Besides, she signed an 

agreement and has to be partly responsible. Look, drug-related deaths are commonplace in our industry. 

“We will just treat it as another medical malpractice case. The worst punishment I would face is to have 

my license revoked and serve a two-year sentence.” 

“There’s no need to risk your future for a bitch like Sophia Kirkman. That would be a waste,” Alyssa said 

with a sigh. “Tristan, I assure you that I will ensure your safety when you carry out my orders. This incident 

will not affect your work at all.” 

“I don’t mind doing anything, Ms. Alyssa, as long as you get your revenge for your family,” Tristan replied, 

unbothered about his safety. “Don’t worry. I have stored the evidence that will ruin her reputation if 

released.” 

“This is not the time yet,” Alyssa stopped him and inhaled deeply. “Even if I show the evidence now, I 

don’t have the confidence to obliterate her. I want her to lose everything, including Javier Beckett’s 

support. I want her to be an outcast! It’s go big or go home for me.” 

Jasper was not a lightweight, but for some reason, he felt dizzy after having a few drinks. He struggled to 

breathe, and his eyelids drooped. 

The dance had started. The guests had fun on the dance floor. Nobody noticed the situation that Jasper 

and Renee were in. 

After taking a few gasps, Jasper tugged on his tie knot and swallowed. His cheeks were flushed. Desire 

coursed through his body, challenging his nerves. 

Renee inquired with fake concern, concealing a grin, “What’s wrong, Mr. Beckett? Do you feel unwell?” 

She knew the drugs had taken effect.