Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

A look of shock flashed across Amber's eyes. She stated, "According to the rules, The Millennium does not take in customers without a reservation."

"But Mr. Moses just called. He would like us to host Mr. Landon." The subordinate lowered his voice.

"Not only that, Mr. Moses would want you to monitor Mr. Landon's movements tonight. Make a copy of the security footage as evidence if anything unusual occurs."

Amber, who had served Jameson for many years, instantly understood his intentions. She coldly replied, "Got it."

She shifted her attention back to the screen after the subordinate left. She watched as Landon's car entered the underground parking, followed by his entourage of luxury cars.

Oddly, the cars came to a stop in the darkness without taking further action. Despite that, Amber had a feeling that their inactivity was merely the calm before the storm.

At the same time, Preston's bodyguards assisted him into the underground parking because he was too drunk to walk straight. Legs limp and slurring, he did not once stop cursing out the Harper lineage, including Cornelius and Landon. He seemed to have momentarily forgotten that he was a Harper too.

A strong beam of light blinded Preston and his men when they shuffled through the middle of the parking lot. He instinctively raised his arm to shield his eyes. Following that, a deafening screeching sound of car tires echoed in the empty area.

"M-Mr. Preston, look out!"

came to the realization, a black Bentley had barrelled in his direction, showing no intention of slowing down. The car seemed intent on

impending danger, everyone else

Argh!" A chilling scream pierced through

was about one foot away from Preston. The car hood collided against

through the air, he staggered backward for a few feet before falling hard to

delicacies that he enjoyed

He then yelled at his men, "What are you

was speaking, ten fighters, clad in black and armed with knives, surrounded Preston and his men. Angelina, lovely but murderous, stepped out of the darkness and showed

out his phone while screaming frantically,

knowing they had no way out, bit the bullet and charged

deep of the night, the sounds of painful screams and bone cracking echoed through the