Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 1766

Jameson cracked his knuckles as he instructed through clenched teeth, "Head back to the Millennium!"

A storm cloud hung over Jameson's face as he entered the Millennium. Anyone could see his simmering rage.

"Carl," Jameson barked, his voice laced with ice, "get Amber down here. Now."

Carl scurried to obey, his heart hammering in his chest.

After more than ten minutes, Amber appeared in the basement, where the incompetent and traitorous were often dealt with.

A metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the air as the door creaked open.

"Mr. Schmidt." Amber bowed deeply. Despite her outward composure, her heart was beating wildly.

lounged on a maroon couch in the dim, oppressive light, swirling a glass of crimson wine. He then drank the wine to

the police at the party organized by

replied softly, "Yes, it's been

devoid of warmth, "unearthed a damning amount of evidence in record time. They struck with ruthless efficiency, leaving the

trailed off, swirling the wine in his glass, his eyes locking onto Amber's. "Tell me, Amber," he said slowly, a predatory glint in

Amber like a second skin, slick with a cold sweat. Her voice, when she spoke, was a hoarse whisper. "Ms. Alyssa

company boasts exceptional talent, and they hold significant influence. They know how

uncertain if they've managed to win over someone under my nose,

his sentence,

backward, narrowly avoiding a direct hit to her head.

mask of composure onto her face. "What's wrong, Mr. Schmidt? Who has

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