Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Yet, for Amber, all those garments served only to gratify Jameson's visual desires and subsequently shed for the pleasure of other men.

Was there anyone who really cared or worried for her? Was there?

That said, there was no turning back for her. She no longer had any right to choose.

She and Axel were destined to be enemies. They were also fated to be people from two different worlds.

Amber took a deep breath, then wiped away the tear from the corner of her eye.

Just as she was about to shut the door, a hand suddenly appeared and held onto the side of the door. Through the gap, she noticed a pair of dark and familiar eyes!

"Carl?" Amber felt her chest tighten. She immediately hid the gastric medication behind her back.

"You are still alive, Ms. Altman. Thank heavens!"

Carl forced the door open and stormed into the room, slamming Amber to the wall in the process.

Following behind him were two other subordinates. They entered the room and pulled out their guns silently. The crafty looks on their faces were like those of the special agents in spy movies.

Amber spoke up coldly, "Axel is not here. He's gone."

gone? You didn't kill

"What were you two doing last night then?

head was heavy and painful. She held her head as

too much to drink. I can

with him?

the look in

years, you have always been cautious whenever you carry out tasks for Mr. Schmidt. You hardly ever make any mistakes. What happened this time?

to say? Are you suspicious of me right now? If there were something between me and him, I wouldn't have come to him alone

her dark

stick...

couch, and the drawers, there was no sign of her silver hair stick

simply went on, "I'm not suspecting you. It's just that Mr. Schmidt has already learned about how you and Axel went missing last night! Did you think that I had the capability to find you? It was Mr. Schmidt who

gaze flashed across Amber's mind. Her

able to kill Axel. That aside, you had even spent the entire

that you blacked out from drinking last night and that nothing happened between you two.

a good think about how you're going to explain yourself to

"There's nothing to explain."

by Mr. Schmidt's side for so many years. He should very well know what kind of a person I am. There's nothing

and Carl left the

parking lot. Axel came out of