Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The two of them sat in silence, feeling helpless as if they had been stranded on a deserted island during a storm.

"I have something that might or might not be of help to you." A thought occurred to Wesley. Wesley began, his voice barely above a whisper. "Aidan Lovelace of Lovelace Pharmaceuticals met with Jameson Schmidt two nights ago and had a private chat in a lounge."

The revelation introduced a frown to Amber's face.

Wesley recounted, "That guy showed up like he was ready to take down anyone, but he seemed calmer after the talk. I was stationed outside the lounge with another colleague but couldn't hear anything because of the excellent soundproofing." He let out a frustrated sigh.

Still, the information provided Amber with a lead. Lovelace Pharmaceuticals was the top pharmaceutical company in the nation. From what she heard, Jameson had been running the pharmaceutical business on Sir's behalf in Cyrris. Therefore, Jameson's priority must be to beat the Lovelaces, his business rival!

A man as ruthless as Jameson would never consider a business partnership with the Lovelaces. Hence, she assumed that Jameson must have lured Aidan into a trap from the private talk they had shared.

eye on Carl from now on. Jameson Schmidt never dirties his hands—he'd make Carl take his place instead. You will surely discover clues of

hard. "Sure! I will keep an eye on

but she saw a chance there and took it. Once she gathered enough evidence against Jameson,

immediately understood what had ensued when he saw the mess in the room while delivering a

tray, he hesitantly submitted a photo to Jameson. "The detective that you sent

a whip in his left hand. He accepted the photo with his free hand, sandwiching it between

showed Amber pinned against a

him." He mocked. "She would only put on this expression when she was with me. Seems like she's

brows. "Mr. Schmidt, what do

but I have no use for a woman who has fallen for another man." Eyes half-closed, Jameson added, "Still, I'll keep her around for a little longer until I squeeze every drop out of her. After all, she makes the perfect bait