Can’t Win Me Back

Once Jasper heard the news, he became energized.
He headed straight for the police station.
Alyssa and Cyrus were already waiting outside the interrogation room when he arrived.
"Sorry I'm late, Lyse," Jasper apologized breathlessly as soon as he arrived.
He truly was the epitome of a gentleman.
"Don't worry," Alyssa said, coming closer.
"I was afraid something might happen to you if you rushed over." She gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with her sleeve.
Jasper grabbed her by her wrist, his gaze intense.
"I met with someone just now, Lyse.
I have good news!" Alyssa's eyes lit up.
"What is it?" "Let's get down to business first," Jasper said, tapping the tip of her nose playfully.
Affection gleamed in his eyes.
"Nicholas will be here any minute.
I'll handle the interrogation myself," Cyrus announced, beaming.
The case had dragged out for far too long.
Finally, there was a breakthrough.
"Cyrus, be mindful of your approach," Alyssa cautioned gently.
" Nicholas has held a high position.
He was your superior.
Even though he's a criminal now, arrogance is likely ingrained in him.

Be polite and ask leading questions without being overbearing or putting too much pressure on him." "Jeez! Of course I know all
these.
I haven't been a criminal investigator all these years for nothing." Cyrus gave Alyssa a few firm pats on her shoulder.
"Don't worry.
Leave it to me." With that, he entered the interrogation room.
Alone, Jasper and Alyssa locked eyes.
A flicker of worry crossed Jasper's face.
"What made Nicholas decide to talk?" As usual, Alyssa fiddled with Jasper's calloused hand, as if it were her favorite plaything.
"The Schmidt Group's Director of Legal Affairs, Mr.
Derullere, visited him today." Jasper playfully hooked her fingers back.
"I know." "Oh?" Surprise flickered in Alyssa's eyes.
Then, she had asudden revelation.
"So you met with Mr.
Derullere privately? Is the good news you have for me related to him?" Jasper briefly frowned before he chuckled, shaking his
head.
"Do you have to be so intelligent, Lyse? You see right through me.
I feel naked when I'm before you." "Well, I've already seen all of you anyway." Alyssa giggled, her gaze flickering to his white
shirt.
Her finger traced a circle over his abdomen.
"Your moles, your sensitive spots, your abs...

I know them all." They were at a police station, yet Alyssa was flirting openly! "Lyse, we're at the station," Jasper reminded her in
a low voice, pulling her close by the waist.
Alyssa pouted, feigning offense.
"What's wrong? We're practically an old married couple.
Why act so proper?" "Proper?"