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.

Altman was afraid of things escalating, so she went over to

she kept her head down. She didn't dare meet Jameson's

him. It's just breaking a

on Amber's face. "You might cause more trouble than you realize by stepping forward with that face. My fight

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

value as Ms. Alyssa's standin is gone now. Going out with this face will only

back to my own face and let me be myself

Carl gasped in shock.

What was Amber saying? Did

at her coldly. "What did you say? Say it again." "I... want to have my face back." Amber's moist

exerting enough force to make her wince in pain. "How

resembling Lyse. You should be grateful. You should thank Lyse for giving you a value far beyond your

his hand, Amber winced in pain, and tears welled up

an urgent knock sounded at the

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