Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

"Ms. Altman, it's been a while. You still look as lovely as before," the man complimented Amber with a gentle smile.

Amber looked stoic and cold. She lowered her gaze and replied humbly, "Sir, thanks for the compliment."

"You're indeed a woman groomed by Mr. Schmidt. You're gentle, demure, and gracious. Sometimes, I feel that you're Alyssa Taylor herself. You're the best substitute I've ever seen."

Amber kept her silence, but she looked glum. By describing her as a substitute, all his prior compliments sounded sarcastic to her.

Jameson did not continue on that topic. Instead, he opened the box and revealed the antique vase to the man. "This is a Wiktorian-era pink frosted vase I got for you from a Yoarkley auction. It's nothing special. I hope you don't mind it."

Sheryl lifted a brow in amusement. She had been keeping an eye on the vase for her employer. In the end, an anonymous buyer won the bid with 50 million dollars. She had not expected the buyer to be Jameson.

She thought, "Mr. Schmidt is indeed a thoughtful lapdog."

thoughtful of you. I'll need

at him. "Don't worry. I'll

silence fell on the

face that you sculpted or Amber's that resembles

and kneeled in front of

Alyssa Taylor, but she'll never be her. She's a low-grade substitute that

slowly. "You are just you. You're a work of art I meticulously crafted. That boring substitute is

an omniscient deity who categorized the beings in the world into two—those who belonged to him and those who did not. She did not mind being

started massaging his leg. "I think this is the best opportunity for you to

by gaining his sympathy. I'm worried that Javier

man chuckled. "No,

opined, "Now that Sophia Kirkman is done for, there's no reason to keep Betty Beckett in the family. Why don't you reveal the secret and get rid of both