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.

hand, Carl nudged Amber. “Ms.

hesitated briefly before offering, “Mr. Schmidt, your

into his bedroom and slammed the door

only her undergarments as they stumbled onto the bed.

her face, which bore an

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

he had never forced himself on her

He was no longer the perfect and kind gentleman she

but a ringing phone interrupted him. He frowned when he saw the caller ID. “Why are you calling me?”

trouble settling your problem without my help. Isn’t that right?” the caller