Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 1158

Jameson panted heavily as sweat trickled down his chiseled face. His eyes gleamed with malice, like a devil emerging from the depths of hell. A sense of satisfaction enveloped him after his recent predation.

“Mr. Schmidt,” Carl and Amber greeted him in unison.

Jameson tossed the blood-stained whip onto the floor and took off his glasses. He then wiped off the blood on the glasses with the hem of his shirt.

Back in Kontina, he’d go hunting whenever he was in a foul mood. Unfortunately, Solana City didn’t have any hunting grounds. Left with no choice, he was forced to release his frustration on human beings instead.

To his surprise, he found torturing humans much more enjoyable than hunting wild animals, a practice he intended to continue.

Observing the blood on Jameson’s hand, Carl nudged Amber. “Ms. Altman, Mr. Schmidt is injured.

Amber hesitated briefly before offering, “Mr. Schmidt, your hand is

slammed the door shut, leaving Carl worrying

her on the lips as he tore her clothes. She found herself in only her undergarments as they stumbled onto the bed. Protectively folding her arms across her chest, she trembled. “No… Please,

an uncanny resemblance with Alyssa. “You’re not Alyssa. Do you think you could

slapped her across the face, causing her cheeks to swell and her ears

had never forced himself on

Jameson. He was no longer the perfect and kind gentleman she once knew.

frowned when he saw

without my help. Isn’t that right?” the caller teased with a