"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.

like when they first met, but the

her out of hell and into the world. It

into the abyss

now and was totally disheartened. She no longer

I can manage on my own." Amber regained her composure. Gritting

indifferent as

heard that you were in trouble and rushed over to help you. He's so good to

silent

pretending all along... You've been acting all this while!" Trembling, Josh pointed at Jameson's face, as if only now had he truly

acting? Or were you just

properly. You've always thought of me as the weak kid from 15 years ago, the one you could

foolish and arrogant. But I have to thank you for underestimating me. If not for

won? You

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

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