I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 67 It Is White

Jonathan swallowed hard. “F*ck off!”

Immediately, the caller said, “Sir, do you wish to f*ck someone?”

Jonathan was rendered speechless. “F*ck you!”

“God, you’re so annoying. Give me a second. I’m coming to you right now,” the caller said bashfully.

“Don’t!” Jonathan was scared stiff. “If you do, I’ll call the police!”

It seemed that his words had worked, as the caller immediately hung up.

Jonathan let out a long sigh. The woman on the phone is truly a master. I almost accepted her offer after hearing a few sentences from her.

He went back to the window and sat down again. As the air conditioner was turned on, the room was rather cooling. Although there were other items, such as a computer and a television in the room, he was not interested in them.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Is it that woman who called just now? Jonathan’s heart thumped. If not for the fear that Amber would find out, I would have done something crazy today.

Waving away those thoughts, he quickly went to answer the door, only to see Amber standing in the doorway.

She was wearing a light blue dress, with her hair styled in waves. She looked gorgeous and lively. In her hands were a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.

Jonathan stared at Amber’s chest and saw her cleavage. His heart raced.

“Oh, Little Amber. It’s you. You’re so beautifully dressed, and you even brought a bottle of wine. Are you forcing me to make a mistake? Look, I can’t hold back sometimes.” Jonathan rubbed his hands.

Amber rolled her eyes at Jonathan. “What’s up with your mind? Can’t you think of something else besides that?”

With a chuckle, Jonathan let Amber into his room. “How can I possibly think straight when I see someone as beautiful as you in the middle of the night? If I can, then it’s either you’re a failure or I’m a failure.”

“Not funny!”

“Haha. Aren’t you curious why I said the last sentence?”

“Please, I know what you mean. You’re a failure because you’re worse than a beast, and I’m a failure because I’m not attractive enough. Am I right?”

Jonathan gave a half-suppressed laugh.

Amber continued, “I can’t sleep, and I feel like talking to you. Besides, drinking wine is good for a woman’s skin.”

“Are you a good drinker? I’m afraid that you’ll molest me when you’re drunk.”

“Can’t you say something nice?” While saying that, Amber poured a glass of wine for Jonathan and herself.

by the window and

still, the wine was

most enjoyable moment for

glass of wine, Amber started to feel tipsy and more relaxed. Without

eyes traveled over her fair thighs and to her white

stirred inside him as his heartbeat grew

accidentally flashed her underwear

it’s getting late. I think you should go back to your room

daggers at him. “Why? Do

and charismatic. However, after having some wine, she reverted

replied, “Of

are you

trying to do. I’m just

“What do you mean?”

becomes so low after she has had some alcohol? Defeated by

more confused. “What is

not get it? How am I going to joke

Her face flushed red as

I was a pervert, I would’ve taken action. Now, hurry up

her glass and

laughter and went to bed soon

day, Jonathan and Amber continued their journey.

was fortunate that they had a navigation system in the car. Hence, they need not ask for

the sun was shining brightly. After leaving Kenfort, Jonathan drove into a mountain road. On the left side of

breathtaking. Everything felt lively when the sun shone on

a well-known

a melodious love song—I Will

will treat you kind, and I

I do wish

listened to the song quietly. More than ever, they felt touched by the

“I have a question I’ve been meaning to ask

“What is it?”

was not strong. Whenever Amber wore something seductive, he could not contain

you said that it was because of Golden Years. And when you told me, you said that it was because you wanted to resolve the matters with Golden Years. I’m curious. What is the true reason you get yourself into this

get my hands on Golden Years and take care of

“And what’s that?”

busybody.”

smiled. She felt touched and

Ackleton. After resting for a short while, they continued their

the mountain road that Felicia had mentioned. The mountain roads were rugged. The further they drove, the more dangerous it was. And finally, their car could

carrying the heavier equipment, they quickened their pace. It was eight o’clock in