Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

"Jimmy, I heard that Uncle Winston and his family have arrived. Go welcome them. We're the hosts—we can't neglect our
friends," Victor deliberately urged Jameson to leave, raising his voice for the Becketts and the Harpers to hear.
Through his gesture, he indirectly hinted that, unlike the Taylors, the other two families weren't worthy of the Schmidts' respect.
Javier and Cornelius' expression crumbled at Victor's dismissive move. The air was tense with awkwardness.
"Will do, Dad." Jameson left the seating area while adjusting his glasses. His expression darkened—he just learned that Alyssa
and Jameson had made their grand entrance, even embarrassing Zoe while they were at it.
Concerned that the two might publicly announce their relationship, he was determined to prevent any complications, especially at
such a significant event.
Once in a quiet corner of the corridor, Jameson stood in the shadows and dialed Carl's number.
Carl answered promptly, "Mr. Schmidt, at your service."
"Have you finalized arrangements with the media?" Jameson inquired.
"Everything's taken care of. The scripts are ready. Once we get your green light, national media outlets and social media
platforms will release the news simultaneously."
"Excellent." Jameson grinned in satisfaction. He smirked. "Release the news on the conflict between the Becketts and the
Taylors and the possible partnership between the Taylors and the Schmidts. I have sent some men to snap some photos
discreetly to back up the claims."
Carl expressed his concern, "Will do. But are we moving too fast?"
"You probably heard of what happened on the red carpet just now. If I don't make a move, it'll be too late. I can't watch as Alyssa
falls into the hands of that awful jerk." Jameson curled his trembling fists as he was consumed by hatred at the thought of Alyssa
and Jasper holding hands.
He added, "I need to be one step ahead. Their relationship is wretched and damned, and it should meet its end."
At the same time, Cornelius checked the time and frowned. "Is something wrong? Why isn't Landon here yet? Give him a call."
"Sure, Dad," Penelope replied and picked up her phone with concern.

"Where's Zoe? Why is she missing as well? Without Bill around, these kids are getting out of hand by the day!" Cornelius looked
pained and fell silent, the mention of his late son, Bill, weighing heavily on his mind.
Having read Cornelius' mind, Preston forced a smile as he crushed the cigar between his fingers.
As Jasper had other things to work on, he merely hung around with Alyssa for a while before going their separate ways.
Alone, Alyssa headed toward the VIP seating area, the sound of her heels clicking resonated in the empty corridor.
At that moment, Zoe shouted, "Hey, stand there!"
Ignoring her, Alyssa continued walking.