Jasper was reasonably worried. "She's failed her last mission. She might try again. After all, she's still working for Jameson. We don't know what tricks she'll pull next time."

Axel snorted with a maniacal smile. "Hmph, no one could kill me."

Excruciating screams reverberated from the damp basement of The Millennium. Even Jameson's men winced as they stood guard at the door.

Inside, a gory scene unfolded. Amber was chained by the wrists and hanging from the ceiling. Her frail figure was covered only by a thin lace nightdress, the white fabric soaked in blood.

Once Jameson was tired from the whipping, he turned around and rested on the couch. He tossed the whip to Carl and downed a glass of red wine.

Carl held the whip with trembling hands. "M-Mr. Schmidt, I..."

blood-stained glasses hid his eyes with

bite the bullet and approach Amber with the whip. "Ms. Altman, please bear with me. I can't go

hold back. Beat me to

Approaching them in huge strides, he shoved Carl away and grabbed Amber by the neck, hissing, "Looks like you've fallen for

and unclenched his fists multiple times. "Are you passively rebelling against me? Hm? You would give anything to

this life, and only I will decide if you live

opened, she breathed shallowly as her face turned

explained herself to Jameson. Since her first encounter with him at 15, she had never loved anyone else except for him, even when all he wanted was to

Axel and the box of gastric medication, there was no way she could conceal the truth about the romantic kiss she shared with Axel. Jameson had even burned

scared stiff. "M-Mr. Schmidt, calm down! You're going

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