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.

and Amber silently trailed him to his room. Observing the blood on Jameson’s hand, Carl nudged Amber. “Ms. Altman, Mr. Schmidt

“Mr. Schmidt,

and slammed the door shut, leaving Carl worrying for her fate at the door.

only her undergarments

bore an uncanny resemblance with Alyssa. “You’re not Alyssa. Do you think you could turn me down as she

causing her cheeks to swell and her

of service to Jameson, he had never forced

Jameson. He was no longer

him. He frowned when he saw the

help. Isn’t that right?” the caller teased