Can't Win Me Back



Chapter 2360

Remy's gaze was icy as he took in the scene before him-Zachary lounging with a woman perched on his lap. Her scant clothing barely concealed her while Zachary's hands groped her roughly. She forced a smile, her expression betraying a mix of discomfort and resignation.

The room reeked of debauchery. Dim lights cast a murky glow over the scene, amplifying the suffocating atmosphere. Around them, women stood like objects behind glass cages, each wearing a choker with a string of numbers-price tags marking their value.

And just like those women in the glass cages, she, too, had a choker around her neck.

As Justin's loyal follower, Remy was no stranger to the darkness of the world. Yet, an unfamiliar heaviness pressed against his chest as he stood in this room. The degradation of these women, stripped of dignity and reduced to commodities, made his stomach chum.

Unable to bear it, Remy averted his eyes, fists clenching involuntarily. He turned abruptly, unable to stomach the vile display any longer.

The thick curtains lowered, severing Remy and Sheryl's view of the room. Moments later, a burly bodyguard with foreign features emerged. Speaking fluent Cyrrisian, he instructed them to leave.

Remy spun on his heel and strode away without hesitation, but Sheryl lingered, casting furtive glances back. She was unsettled. Ever since joining Justin, she had been present for every negotiation, whether it was with Jasper or Jameson. Yet, this time was different-it was an exception.

As her curiosity burned, a chill traced her spine.

The lighting in the private room was dim, and smoke surrounded both Zachary and Justin.

Justin playfully groped the woman in his arms, but his narrowed eyes told a different story. Under the dim lighting, the mix of malice, cunning, and ruthlessness in his gaze seemed almost otherworldly.

'Long time no see, Uncle Zachary. How have you been?" Justin asked with a smile.

A smile tugged at his lips, but there was a stiffness in his demeanor that betrayed his true emotions.

*I've been good. Great, in fact. How could I not be when I have the respect of such an obedient nephew as well as these young and beautiful women nourishing me? I'm as happy as a clam!"

As if to emphasize his point, Zachary grabbed the woman on his lap. His fingers dug into her, and despite the sharp intake of breath that escaped her, she dared not utter a sound.

'As long as you're happy."

Justin hated the smell of cigarette smoke. He lowered his eyes and retrieved a white handkerchief from his suit pocket. As he feigned nonchalance, he covered his nose and mouth with it, then let out a few stifled coughs.

"Uncle Zachary, you've summoned me all the way from Solana City to Kontina. I presume you've something pressing you wish to discuss. If this is indeed the case, then it would be best to speak in private."

Zachary roared with laughter. "My dear Jay, you are right!"

Without warning, Zachary pressed his half-smoked cigar into the woman's flawless skin. She flinched violently, her trembling body a picture of pain and humiliation, yet not a sound escaped her lips.

"Bugger off." The words were barely out before Zachary's expression darkened, and he harshly shoved the woman to the ground.

The woman scrambled to her feet, hastily covering herself as she fled the room, tears streaming down her face.

As they got down to business, Zachary's demeanor shifted. His indulgent smirk was replaced by the expression of a shrewd businessman. He spoke to Justin like a superior would command his subordinates, even though Justin was his biological nephew.

'Justin, it's been some time since you returned to Solana City. How's your progress with taking control of Beckett Group? I'd like an update."

A bodyguard placed a cup of tea before Justin. He lifted it with measured grace, inhaling its aroma before responding, "I'm still in the planning stages."

"Oh? In other words, there hasn't been any progress?" Zachary narrowed his eyes and looked at Justin condescendingly. "Justin, you were doing pretty well with your businesses in Kontina and Mosgravia, and you were able to develop them at great speed.

"Why have you become fearful and hesitant once you've returned to Cyrris? Has your ability deteriorated, or are you afraid of that bastard from the Beckett family?'

Jasper was the bastard that Zachary was referring to.

The muscles in Justin's jaw tensed up. He was about to answer when Zachary leaned back and clicked his tongue.

He mocked him once again. "I understand if you're incapable of beating that bastard. After all, he has solidified his position in Beckett Group while you wasted years recuperating overseas.

"Add to that, his marriage into the Winston family and their KS Group backing... it's no wonder you've been left in the dust."

"I appreciate your concern, Uncle Zachary. But those challenges have already been addressed."

The comment drained Justin's interest in his tea, but he maintained his composure, carefully placing the cup down. Wearing a casual smile, he explained, 'Jasper and Ms. Alyssa have cut all ties. Things are far from amicable between them."

Zachary raised a brow. "Oh?"