Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

"Y-You... hit me?" Josh's head was spinning. His mouth was full of blood, and he could barely speak clearly.

"You came to my place to cause trouble and even laid hands on my people. Josh, have I been too nice to you?" Jameson looked down on Josh with a cold smirk.

"Y-Your... place?" Josh stared at Jameson in shock.

"Mr. Schmidt owns The Millennium. Everything here belongs to him," Carl proudly explained from the side.

Josh froze and became speechless at those words.

The Millennium was the most prestigious club in the country, as well as a money-squandering haven where many dreamed of becoming members to show off their status. The mysterious boss behind it was actually Jameson?

How could he, a discarded pawn who had just found a foothold in the Schmidt family, have such a large business? What kind of joke was this?

"Since you've come here to spend money, I wouldn't have bothered you if you had behaved. But it looks like it's too difficult for you to do that."

After saying that, Jameson turned to face Amber. He extended his hand toward her while gazing at her coldly.

when they first met, but the

hand was one of redemption, pulling her out of hell and

hand pushed her into the abyss time and time again,

totally disheartened. She no longer wanted any of his pity

my own." Amber regained her composure.

eyes remained indifferent as he glanced

quickly draped Jameson's coat over Amber, saying, "Ms. Altman, Mr. Schmidt heard that you were in trouble and rushed over to help you. He's so

remained silent with lowered

Trembling, Josh

I been acting? Or were

of me as the weak kid from 15 years ago, the one you

are you blind, but you're also foolish and arrogant. But I have to thank you for underestimating me.

You spoke

dizzy from the beating and unable to get up. "I've already taken Jonah down. Dad is trusting me again and is ready to promote me. How long do you think you can

think running a brothel like this suits you