Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Alyssa stared at Jameson in disbelief. She could feel her heart pounding against her ribcage.

Indeed, her scheme was flawless. Not only did she get Jameson arrested, but she had removed herself from the situation completely. She also managed to protect those involved in this so that their lives weren't in danger.

Even so, she had still fallen short.

She never accounted for the possibility that Jameson was ill and that he was really taking medications to cover up his illness!

"Mr. Schmidt, even though you're on bail, you will need to wear an ankle monitor and keep us updated on your movements 24/7."

The officer opened the door to Jameson's cell. With a calm expression, he walked out of the room.

He stopped in his tracks when he brushed past Alyssa. In a gentle voice, he said by her ear, "Whatever it is, thank you for coming to see me, Lyse. This is the most unforgettable birthday of all these years." Following that, everyone from Schmidt Group stormed out.

Alyssa was left standing stiffly at the same spot. She had gone pale, and her hands were clenched into tight fists.

Jameson was bailed out successfully. Not only that, he stood at the entrance to the station with a haggard look on his face while he answered questions from the reporters.

"Due to my sickness, I need to take medications to keep my condition under control. Thus, the medications caused my body to suffer from side effects, and my urinalysis came back positive for drugs.

the authorities and overusing the public's resources. Sorry for worrying

of a corporation with a position of superiority. Even so, he swallowed his pride to admit to a mistake, which, strictly speaking,

wouldn't be moved to witness his

Furthermore, Jameson had a

and elegant

perfect and

an innocent

new kind of illegal drug that took Solana City by storm

We have also made a report to the police about this. The authorities have officially opened a case to start their investigation. They will definitely

this and clear Mr.

name!"

a joke out

sentiments had taken a complete

remaining business. Under Carl's protection, Jameson got into the top-end Bentley

would you like to go, Mr. Schmidt?"

to The Millennium. I'll rest there for a night." Jameson tilted his head back in extreme