Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

This night, there were some who were feeling uneasy and some who were confident.

At the Millennium, Amber was leading Remy through the grand-looking corridors. Remy was like a bat that was lying in wait in the dark. Amber, who was walking in front of him, couldn't help but get chills down her spine.

Jameson had been waiting for a while in the highly-secretive room.

"I didn't think that we'd meet again so soon, Mr. Lexington."

Jameson welcomed him with a wide smile. He brought a glass of red wine over and handed it to him. "It must have been a long journey. This is a world-class red wine that I've prepared specially for you."

The look on Remy's face was frigid. He pushed the wine glass away from him without a second thought. He showed no respect to this man, who had Solana City in his hands.

"Ms. Altman has briefed me on the way here."

Jameson saw that Remy rejected his drink, so he drank it instead. He was someone who could be flexible too. "Oh, has she? That saves me some time then," he remarked.

"You keep making things difficult for a young lady, Jameson. Do I look like I have a lot of time on my hands?" Remy stared at him with a dark gaze.

Jameson clicked his tongue. "Why? Are you feeling soft-hearted toward her now, Mr. Lexington?"

him a sidelong glance as he twirled the glass of red wine in his hand. "It seems

just don't think it's worth my time. What you've asked me to do is

the person in charge of Solana City. Are you

had to call for external help. As for The Millennium, you should just give up on

Deep down,

be so impolite toward Jameson. However, Remy didn't give a shit. He was Justin's

on Jameson's face was starting to disappear. The knuckles on his hand gripping the wine

anything untoward. He smiled and replied casually, "Mr. Lexington, the reason we can meet again tonight is because Mr. Justin is in agreement with my plans. All you need to do is

was too simple. It was not a challenge

target this time. You will not be

up the document from the tea table

his

gaze finally settled on the man with a police uniform. After a while, he asked in a raspy voice, "He's a

he was tasked as the chief of the

a hard pinch on her arm and wiped off the surprise from her

hope he'll be a contender for me." He tore the man's photo off the document and stuffed it in his pocket. He then tossed the

taking