Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Jameson was caught off guard by Remy's direct question. Remy said to him, "Just send me that person's full name, address, and photo. Nothing more." Then, he returned to drinking.

Jameson stared at Remy's face with a fake smile. "I don't need you to kill. All you need is to get hold of this person to make things easy for my men. That's it."

"Got it. Send me the details." With that, Remy downed the last shot of vodka, rose from the seat with hands in pockets, and marched steadily out of the door.

Amazingly, he managed to walk straight even after all the drinking.

Jameson notified him, "I've arranged a premium suite for you. You may take a rest upstairs."

arrangements for me, and I shall only listen to him." Remy shut the door behind him, leaving Jameson standing alone

grabbed his phone and searched for a name. The search results returned a few news articles from many years ago,

enter the lounge. Staring at his shaking body, she cautiously prodded, "M-Mr. Schmidt,

eerie cackle while staring at his phone, giving

one else more capable than you, Remy Lexington." Falling onto the couch, Jameson nearly ran out of breath from all the laughing. His normally pale face was colored with blush. "Jasper Beckett, we shall see. This man is your

had a feeling that he might know the assassin from just now, and they seemed to

Josh Schmidt's arrest plunged the Schmidt Group into an unsalvageable reputational crisis. The media created sensational headlines on Victor's hospitalization. Many social media accounts

president, and she immediately taught Dominic a lesson. She had purged the company of corrupted individuals, even

a lot to the Taylors, but Alyssa refused to