Can't Win Me Back



Alyssa flipped through the documents and studied them carefully.

She spotted a red-colored heading. Suddenly, she realized that these were classified documents.

Compromising classified information from a foreign state was undeniably unethical and reckless. Regrettably, the damage was done. She had already opened it.

Soon enough, Alyssa realized that the documents were likely submitted by the National Security Agency. They contained information on some of the top spies who had harmed Kontina's national interests over the years. These spies seemed to be on the run and had not yet been captured.

They came from well-to-do families, were industry elites, or held significant positions. Yet, the crimes they had committed were terrifying, warranting sentences of death multiple times over if they were caught.

With her exceptional speed-reading ability and memory, Alyssa was a natural fit for a special agent role. Her talents allowed her to remember every detail after reading a document just once.

When she reached the 11th document, her eyes dimmed. This document was different from the others; it lacked a photograph where one should have been.

"Name: Felicity Whitaker

"Age: 25 years

*Former head of the royal family's Special Services and member of the Kontina Secret Intelligence Service. Stole confidential information, colluded with the enemy, and mutually benefited from it. Sentenced to death for betraying the organization, subsequently fled from justice."

Alyssa stared at the words on the document, feeling a tightness in her chest that made it hard to breathe.

"It has been over 30 years since this traitor of the nation fled by sea. Despite multiple parties' investigation efforts, there has been no outcome. Furthermore, the statute of limitations has passed.

*Post-discussion, the royal cabinet has decided not to pursue the criminal's liability. Pending approval from Mr. President.'

The document bore the signature of Kontina's king, Anthony Stewart, along with the royal family's official stamp. However, Jeremy had not signed it, perhaps too occupied to do so.

"Lyse? Hey, Lyse?"

Miley noticed Alyssa looking stunned and unresponsive. Despite calling out to her twice, Alyssa didn't react. She kept staring at the name on the document, feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness.

A Kontinian with the last name Whitaker, who escaped by sea at 25 and had been at large for 30 years... The details matched her own mother's story.

Could this just be a miraculous coincidence?

What was even stranger was that the other ten documents didn't have King Anthony's signature. Only the document on Felicity did. It seemed to signal that this was an extremely important person and that Jeremy needed to sign his approval.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

A relentless rush of blood pounded in Alyssa's ears, drowning out all else. Her heart hammered in her chest, a frantic drumbeat of terror.

The world was full of unexpected twists. But when they started aligning, something bigger might be at play. "Oh dear! Oh no!"

When Miley walked over, she was shocked to see Alyssa looking at a confidential document that belonged to Jeremy. Frantically, she pulled the document out of Alyssa's hands.

"Lyse, we're not allowed to look at this. Even I must stay away whenever I see Jeremy approving these documents!

"I'm sorry, Miley.." Alyssa was in a daze, her once sparkling eyes now as dark as a black hole.

"It's alright. I don't blame you."

Miley felt terrible as she seemed to have overreacted. She went up and hugged Alyssa. "You weren't doing it on purpose. It's Jeremy's fault for having such bad habits. How could he leave important documents lying about just anywhere?"

Alyssa saw that Miley had put the document away. Suddenly, in a croaky voice, she said, "Miley, I..."

"What's the matter?"

Miley studied Alyssa's pale face with a confused look in her eyes. In a concerned voice, she inquired, "You don't look too good, Lyse. Is it because you're not used to this place? Shall I get a doctor to take a look at you?" 'Miley... H..."

Suddenly, a thought came to mind. Ultimately, she lowered her head defeatedly, as if she had lost all hope. "I'm fine. Don't worry."

The gravity of the situation dawned on her. Discussing it with Miley under these circumstances was out of the question.

Firstly, Miley was the First Lady. She would risk being suspected of leaking the country's secret, which would harm Jeremy's reputation if word got out.

Secondly, if the woman mentioned in the document was her mother, she couldn't begin looking into it so rashly. She was unprepared and on someone else's territory.

If she wasn't careful, she could cause a crisis or even be manipulated by Jameson or other parties with bad intentions.

Although Jennifer had passed many years ago, Winston was still alive and well. Capturing Jameson was their most important mission right now. She couldn't risk complicating the situation by introducing a new issue.