Can't Win Me Back



Chapter 2440

"Younger brother?" Jonah echoed.

The mention of Damien brought a sharp pang to his chest. Memories of the plane crash flashed before his eyes. He continued, his voice tight with emotion, "Even if he is my brother, he allied with the devil and chose a corrupt path. I am severing ties with him!"

With that, Jonah slammed his arm down, a decisive gesture.

"Jonah! No!" Jasper shouted.

In the next instant, Remy, with an almost unnatural calm, grabbed the blade of the dagger with his bare hand. Blood began to flow from his palm.

Jonah's heart twisted in agony. Family meant everything to him, yet here he was, inflicting harm on one of his own.

"I didn't come here to stop you," Remy said, his voice low and strained as he met Jonah's reddened eyes. "But I must stop both of you. This is my mission."

Jonah stared at him, stunned. "Why"

"Because I work for Sir. I have no choice but to follow orders."

Turning to Jasper, Remy said, "Go."

After watching them leave, Remy trudged through the alley with a gloomy look on his face.

He couldn't shake the doubt gnawing at him. Had he made the right choice?

If he failed in his mission, Justin might send him to that hospital to be used as a subject for drug experiments or worse, eliminate him entirely.noveldrama

Yet, despite the looming threat, Remy felt no regret. The only uncertainty was whether he was truly Damien, the man the Taylors had been desperately searching for, or merely someone who resembled him.

Perhaps his help to the Taylor family had been a stroke of luck or a decision made without full understanding.

Suddenly, Remy halted in his tracks. A group of masked men in black appeared ahead, standing a short distance away.

A cold realization swept over him. These men were not Justin's subordinates, nor had they been sent by the Taylor family; they were third parties.

"Get him!" one of the men barked, and the group surged forward.

The ensuing fight was brutal. Remy managed to take down a few of them, but he was also gravely injured. These men were well-trained and relentless in their mission to kill him.

Realizing he couldn't keep fighting, Remy darted into the alley, the assassins hot on his heels.

The chase spilled onto the main roads, where passersby looked on in shock at the bloodied figure of Remy.

To his surprise, he saw a luxury car parked in front of a shop with a woman sitting inside. Gritting his teeth, he ran toward the car, yanked open the door, and slid inside, locking it behind him.

"Why, you-"

"Don't move! Keep quiet!" Remy hissed. He barely had time to get a good look at the woman's face. He quickly covered her mouth, pinning her down against the seat of her car.

Outside, the assassins ran past the car.

"He's gone!"

"Check over there! Let's split up. Per the boss's orders, we have to get rid of him!"

The sounds of their voices and footsteps gradually faded.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Remy finally took a moment to look at the woman. Although she was middle-aged, her beauty was still evident despite the years.

The woman's eyes were locked on his, filled not with fear but with profound sorrow and heartache. Her tears shimmered, betraying the deep emotion she felt.