Can’t Win Me Back

"It’s your turn, mister..." Amber's heart skipped a beat. She was startled by Axel looking teary-eyed. His

gaze was one filled with grief. His eyes looked dim, like an almost burnt-out shooting star.

"You've won. Good for you..."

Axel smiled with his eyes as he gently pinched the top of his glass with his fingers, clinking it against

hers. He continued, "I really hope that you can keep winning."

Upon saying that, he finished the cognac in his glass. A trickle of the liquid spilled from his mouth,

tracing the curve of his lip and descending along his impeccably sculpted jawline.

Amber's eyes turned red. She felt like a buoy in the middle of the sea, floating beyond her control.

She had never heard words like that said to her before, others always required, dictated or commanded

her to do things. No one had ever uttered a hopeful sentiment to her, wishing for her triumph or a future

free from darkness. And that she could also have...

All of a sudden, her mind went blank. She couldn't stop herself from wrapping her arms around Axel's

broad shoulders and kissing him on the lips.

Axel held his breath, then lowered his gaze. He placed his hand on the back of her head. Amidst

stroking her head, he quietly pulled the silver hair stick out of her hair.

The subordinate, who had been waiting for Amber to be done, waited until it was almost sunrise. When

Amber still hadn't come back out, he decided to go in to search for her.

After going around the place a few times, including the washrooms, he realized the Amber had

phone had also been

arrived, panting heavily.

saw the subordinate, he kicked and

were you doing?

I wanted to follow her initially, but Ms.

I could only wait for her outside. I really have no

he trembled in

important to Mr. Schmidt. If anything were to happen to

we feed to

like a cat on a

special agent! Amber was petite and only had her good

straight to

We must report this to Mr. Schmidt. Otherwise,

the Schmidts left, Sean insisted on staying at Heightsnew Villa to accompany

less about

else to say. With a gloomy expression on his

there. He wouldn't even allow Neil to

Winston was still unwilling to come out of

began to worry about

Taylor needs some time to

the surface, Mr. Taylor may

has affected him quite a

a blessing in disguise. I suppose, Mr. Taylor would no longer oppose

between her and Mr.

filled with

you get a chance, please help persuade Winston over the

put in a good word or two for Sean. If it's coming

at least listen to you