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.

oppressive light, swirling a glass of crimson wine. He then drank the wine to wet

apprehended by the police at the party organized by the Schmidt

as she replied softly, "Yes, it's been all over

a damning amount of evidence in record time. They struck with ruthless efficiency, leaving

trailed off, swirling the wine in his glass, his eyes locking onto Amber's. "Tell me, Amber," he said slowly, a predatory glint in his eye, "do you think someone might be playing a little game in

crimson dress clung to Amber like a second skin, slick with a cold sweat. Her voice, when she spoke, was a hoarse whisper.

and they hold significant influence. They know how to sway people. It wouldn't be surprising if someone

know how to sway people. I'm just uncertain if they've managed to win over someone under my nose, unbeknownst to

his sentence,

the wine glass at her. She staggered backward, narrowly avoiding a direct hit to her head. However, the glass shattered at the tip

as the cold liquid soaked into her skin. She quickly forced a mask of composure onto her face. "What's wrong, Mr. Schmidt? Who has upset

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