Axel smirked. "I merely mentioned Josh's name, and you've already deduced that I'm here for revenge. Not only did you ascertain my intention to avenge someone, but you also discerned that it's Jonah I'm seeking vengeance for."

Amber felt a rush of heat to her cheeks. She might be cunning in other respects, but in the presence of Axel, her mind seemed to go blank. It was as if she was walking straight into a trap.

"I am Mr. Jameson's employee. Regarding the matters involving the Schmidt Group, I—"

Suddenly, Amber found herself silenced. This time, Axel was the one to cover her mouth. Simultaneously, they heard the footsteps of two black-clad bodyguards drawing near.

"Hm? I thought I heard someone talking."

The footsteps stopped next to the storage shelves.

Amber's forehead beaded with sweat, and her breaths grew shallow. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

Yet, Axel's gaze was calm. He moved his hand to the back of her head. He weaved his fingers in her hair and gently pressed her head against his chest.

Miraculously, Amber felt her entire body relax at that moment. Her eyes fluttered close. It was as if she was the infiltrator who was being cornered.

"Was there any sound? You probably misheard."

Maybe I did. To be frank, I've been quite tired lately. Let's go to the foyer to welcome Mr. Jameson. He will

left in a

in the same position with Amber in his arms. Their breaths intertwined. Neither

of people today. Coupled with the staff members at The Millennium, you will probably be on the losing end

his black shirt. The tips of her ears blushed pink. "If you are here to

lowered his eyes to look

"Come with me."

area, skillfully evading all CCTV cameras. She led Axel

safest place within The Millennium. She locked the door before

Out of habit, he warily scanned every corner of

was an array of cute plushies. There was a pink bunny, a yellow

couldn't help but feel

always enveloped in debauchery. He had assumed that she had piles of luxurious items in her

hers was oddly similar to Alyssa's, who loved

a brown envelope from the bottom-most drawer of her desk. She handed

it with a doubtful expression.

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