Back in his room, Jameson angrily downed a glass of strong liquor to ease his frustration.

"Mr. Schmidt, there's no need to be upset with that idiot," Carl hurriedly consoled him.

"He's already a lost cause, just struggling in his final moments. With Ms. Alyssa's intelligence, she would find out that Josh leaked Jonah's information. In fact, she might have already found out, and it's only a matter of time before she takes action.

"Please calm down. We just need to wait for the Taylor family to make their move and have them deal with him for you."

"Amber, what happened?" Jameson asked, his gaze icy as he stared at Amber, who was cowering in the corner.

"You've never appeared to drink with customers without my instructions. Why did you show up at Josh's room?"

"I—"

"Oh, Mr. Schmidt, let me explain," Carl interjected quickly.

"I've looked into the situation. That scumbag Josh specifically requested Ms. Altman to drink with him. Our people tried to stop him, but he went crazy, smashing things and causing a scene in the private room.

two girls. Ms. Altman was afraid of

heart clenched tightly as she kept her head down. She didn't

he wants to cause trouble, let him. It's just breaking a few

by stepping forward

don't like women who don't obey me. If it happens again,

lips. "Mr. Schmidt, my value as Ms. Alyssa's standin is gone now. Going

let me change back to my own

Carl gasped in shock.

saying? Did

"What did you say? Say it again." "I... want to have my face back." Amber's moist eyes flickered. Her fingertips were embedded in the flesh of

chin fiercely, his fingertips exerting enough force to make

have a face resembling Lyse. You should be grateful. You should thank Lyse for giving you a value

pain, and tears

moment, an urgent knock sounded at

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