Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

"What did you say? That's impossible!"

Amber's eyes widened in panic. She struggled fiercely against Carl's grip, pummeling his chest with her fists, but it was futile. "That's nonsense! You're lying!" "Amber... Amber..."

Unfazed by her resistance, Carl stared at her with unfocused eyes, breathing heavily. "Why would I lie? My feelings for you are genuine. I've never lied to you." "Look at me! I have Alyssa Taylor's face! Why would Mr. Schmidt allow me to marry you?" Amber was on the verge of hysteria. "I don't want to marry you! I don't!" Carl's glare intensified as he roared, "Who then? Axel Whitaker?" His eyes were bloodshot.

Amber's body stiffened in his arms, a sharp pang shooting through her heart.

Carl grabbed her chin forcefully, squeezing so hard it felt like it would break. "Mr. Schmidt has had his fun with you. You're also a woman who looks exactly like Axel's sister. Do you think he truly desires you? Can he?

women. Women who would pay to be

you! "I'm the one who truly loves you! If I hadn't vouched for you to

Axel's watchful, captivating eyes

her throat, choking back any words. Tears streamed down her sunken cheeks,

You were the one who

continued to interrogate her. "Wesley was the one who gathered the evidence against Chief Novak, correct?" Amber shuddered, her face draining of

I was able to catch him in the act. That's how he ended up like

he died, had people scour his computer, phone, hard drives, and his room. But they found nothing. He was cleverer than I thought. He must have hidden the evidence somewhere I wouldn't look. b underestimated him." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

almost wished he could bring Wesley back just to kill him

backdrop of her tear-streaked face. "What's the point of me