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.

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

assault. He was apprehended by the police at the party organized

to mask her fear as she replied softly, "Yes, it's been all over

Jameson continued, his smile devoid of warmth, "unearthed a damning amount of evidence in record time. They struck with ruthless efficiency,

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

a second skin, slick with a cold sweat. Her voice, when she spoke, was a hoarse

know how to sway people. It wouldn't be surprising if

people. I'm just uncertain if they've managed

he finished his sentence, something flashed before Amber's

direct hit to her head. However, the glass shattered at the tip of

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

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