The look in Alyssa's clear eyes beceven more distant.

Jimmy-the nicknseemed distant, almost forgotten, tucked away in the recesses of her mind. Yet now, it echoed in her ears once again.

The youth with an innocent and tender smile from her past appeared again in her mind.

Unfortunately, life's hardships and the cruelty of humanity had transformed the said youth into a despicable devil.

There was no other way than for her to ensure that justice was served by getting rid of this devil. She had to do this for the sake of her loved ones and those who were controlled and harmed by him.

Jameson noticed Alyssa's absent-mindedness. He thought that his words moved her.

Waves of passion crashed within him, and his breathing becheavier. He lowered his eyes. He couldn't help himself and leaned in for a kiss that he had been yearning for.

sharp crack sounded in the

moment, Jameson

and his lips went pale. He

to force yourself to be on guard to protect yourself?" Alyssa looked at him

was never a woman who sought out protection from another man anyway. I am capable of protecting myself. When necessary, I can also give my

all his life. Although all he had achieved had cwith Justin's support, it was still a

him from harm. He even had to protect his poor

cruelly slashing his heart into pieces and stomping on them! "Jameson, don't you think that it's funny that you're making yourself a pawn?" Alyssa scoffed. She tilted her butterfly knife to an angle. "With all the evil deeds that you've done so far, do you even have any humanity left within you? Do you deserve to be negotiating with me? What right do

your evil deeds if you still have any hint of conscience within you. Otherwise, I will not care about the cost or the consequences. I will destroy you and the person hiding behind you completely, even if it means that I have to

wham, the door to the stairwell slammed

light above Jameson lit up. He bit down hard on his lip as he lifted his hand and

of the door. "Are you in there, Mr. Schmidt?" "Cin." Carl entered immediately and softly closed the door behind him. Jameson had his back toward him. Carl asked, "Mr. Schmidt, Mr. Taylor and the others are about to leave. Do you want to see them off?" "What difference does it make? No matter how hard I try to please Winston, he won't change his attitude toward me." Jameson continued staring at the lood on his fingertips. All

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