Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 2509

Remy froze, though his expression remained as cold and impassive as ever.

"Go get yourself treated if you're delusional. Or ask Mr. Justin for something to clear your head."

Sheryl stared at his unnervingly calm face, grinding her teeth in frustration. She was at a loss for words.

Despite Remy's recent emotional instability, Sheryl had absolute faith in Justin's drug. It was designed to override the brain's emotional processing center. In her mind, there was no way Remy could ever recover his memories.

Mandy might have come dangerously close to their base, but Sheryl was convinced she had discovered something on her own, not because Remy had leaked any information.

For all her intelligence, however, Sheryl could not have been more wrong. Remy was the one who had called the police. Not only that, he had made the call from inside the base.

He knew that Cyrus, the seventh sibling of the Taylor family, was the head of the Criminal Investigation Unit. Besides, his mother's car plunging off a cliff was no ordinary accident. Of course Cyrus would launch a full investigation.

Once he did, he would uncover the emergency call. From there, tracing its origin would lead him straight to the base.

Remy could not afford to wait any longer. If this dragged on, Amber would not last much longer.

Sheryl's lips curled into a vicious smirk. Whenever the Taylors were mentioned, envy and hatred twisted her features.

"That bitch is lucky. Mr. Justin originally planned to dump her body in the incinerator behind the base and burn her to ashes. But it seems she'll get to leave this world in one piece after all."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Remy clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. It felt as though his own heart had been tossed into that incinerator and set ablaze.

"What a pity," he said coolly.

"Enough of this nonsense. Mr. Justin wants to see me."

As she spoke, Sheryl beckoned a subordinate into the room.

"After this, administer the newly developed drug to the woman in the room at the end of the hallway. Monitor her physical changes over the next 24 hours and submit a detailed report."

"Yes, Ms. Gillis," the subordinate replied immediately.

Remy's pupils contracted as alarm bells rang in his mind. Amber was the woman in the room at the end of the hallway!

Jonah's heart clenched. The more he listened, the more confused he became. Why would Mandy go there without reason?

Lyla was sobbing as well. "Earlier, Cyrus said… Mandy isn't doing well… What are Cyrus and Miley supposed to do if something happens to her? Winston lost his memories, Lyse collapsed, and now this… At this rate, the Taylor family is going to fall apart!"

"Our family will not fall apart."

Jonah forced down the storm of emotions inside him. His voice was steady, each word carrying weight. "As long as I'm here, our family will not fall apart."

As the eldest son of the Taylor family—and the successor Winston had once chosen—Jonah exuded authority and calm. In moments of crisis, he was their anchor, the bedrock that kept them steady.

Yet even a man as rational and composed as Jonah could not make sense of the mounting anomalies. Mandy's accident felt far too deliberate to be mere recklessness.

Just then, his phone rang with a call from Cyrus.

"How's it going over there?" Jonah asked at once. He immediately followed with words of comfort. "Stay calm. We're all here. Mandy will pull through."

"Jonah, I've received new findings from the investigation." Cyrus' voice was hoarse, thick with pain. "We've located Julien's last known whereabouts."