Can’t Win Me Back

Chatper 1319

Chatper 1319

Cyrus looked toward Angelina, and she returned his gaze.

Angelina became even more upset. She questioned Cyrus in a low voice, "Were you the one who

invited Mr. Taylor over?"

Cyrus widened his eyes. With an innocent look on his face, he answered in a serious tone, "Are you

pointing your fingers at me? I might be Winston's son, but I am not a traitor. My loyalty lies with Lyse!"

Angelina couldn't help but be amused by his quick-witted response. She whispered, "What should we

do? Should I open the door?"

Cyrus put his hands in his pockets and scoffed. "If you don't open the door, my Dad will kick the door

down."

Angelina was speechless.

She didn't dare to keep their big-shot guest waiting. She took a deep breath, then opened the door.

At that moment, the Taylor family's bodyguards filled the entire yard of their manor in a sea of black.

Their presence was overbearing.

Winston was standing at the door with a frigid look on his face. Neil was behind him.

Before making his way here, Winston had his speech prepared mentally. He had even put up a stern

expression on his face.

In the end, his mind went blank when he spotted Cyrus.

Neil was also very surprised. He exclaimed, "Mr. Cyrus?"

Cyrus scratched his head. "Hi, Dad..."

Winston looked at Cyrus, then at Angelina. Then, he took a huge step back and looked at the house

number plaque.

Neil didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He explained, "Mr. Taylor, you didn't go to the wrong house.

This is the place."

"Oh, I see." Winston nodded slowly. All of a sudden, his eyes lit up. He then asked a nonsensical

question, "Is this lady your partner?

"So, I see that you like glamorous women. You should've told me earlier. If so, I wouldn't have

introduced so many of those simple-looking ladies to you in the past."

Angelina became wide-eyed in shock. Cyrus put his palm to his forehead and replied in a troubled

manner, "Dad, could you just stop pushing me? I will declare celibacy if you keep pushing me like that!

"Did you know why I wanted to be a criminal investigator at Solana City? It was because I couldn't take

your daily nagging, asking me to get married and have a family! I am not your breeder!"

Angelina pursed her lips. She hadn't expected the precious son of a wealthy family to have the same

kind of troubles as a commoner.

"Listen. If you dare to take a vow of celibacy, I will go to whichever church you're at and tear it down!"

Winston spoke sternly.

In the next moment, he said to Angelina in a friendly tone, "How old are you, miss? What's your name?

Where do you work? Are your parents from Belbanks or Solana City?

"My son, Cyrus, likes to keep things on the down low. Actually, I have already prepared the wedding

gifts for his bride. You will be a Mrs. Taylor when you marry into our family, and you will have a good

life.

"This is a rare opportunity to come by. Why are you still hesitating? We should set a date as soon as

possible!"

"Dad!" Cyrus felt helpless. Right now, what he regretted the most was opening the door for Winston!

"There has been a misunderstanding, Mr. Taylor. I am not involved with Mr. Cyrus in any way. I am just

Mr. Landon's secretary," Angelina answered calmly.

Disappointment was written clearly on Winston's face. He looked at Cyrus with an unhappy gaze.

Neil couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly. He said, "Mr. Taylor, Mr. Cyrus, we should continue our

conversation inside."

To him, it felt like Winston's children were both his treasures and his foes at the same time.

Winston and Cyrus sat across from one other in the living room. The atmosphere around them was

strange.

"Did all of you know that Lyse has been staying here? Am I the only one kept in the dark about it?"

Winston gritted his teeth. "Are you even my son?"

Cyrus grabbed an apple from the fruit platter and took a bite. "Would you like to test it then?"