Can’t Win Me Back

“Y-You… hit me?” Josh’s head was spinning. His mouth was full of blood, and he could barely speak clearly.

“You came to my place to cause trouble and even laid hands on my people.

Josh, have I been too nice to you?” Jameson looked down on Josh with a cold smirk.

“Y-Your… place?” Josh stared at Jameson in shock.

“Mr. Schmidt owns The Millennium. Everything here belongs to him,” Carl proudly explained from the side.

Josh froze and became speechless at those words.

The Millennium was the most prestigious club in the country, as well as a money-squandering haven where many dreamed of becoming members to show off their status. The mysterious boss behind it was actually Jameson?

How could he, a discarded pawn who had just found a foothold in the Schmidt family, have such a large business? What kind of joke was this?

“Since you’ve come here to spend money, I wouldn’t have bothered you if you had behaved. But it looks like it’s too difficult for you to do that.”

Jameson turned to face Amber. He extended his hand toward her while gazing at her

when they first met, but the significance was

outstretched hand was one of redemption, pulling her out of hell and into the world. It

her into the abyss time and time again,

She

Amber regained

remained indifferent as he glanced

coat over Amber, saying,

rushed over to

remained silent

acting all this while!” Trembling, Josh pointed at Jameson’s face, as if

acting? Or were you just

me properly. You’ve always thought of me as the weak kid from 15 years ago, the one you could

thank you for underestimating me. If not for your arrogance, how could