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.”

Amber. He extended his

just like when they first met, but the significance

Jameson’s outstretched hand was one of redemption, pulling her

hand pushed her into the abyss time and time again, delivering her to

saw through it now and was totally disheartened. She no longer wanted

Amber regained her

remained indifferent as he glanced

Jameson’s coat over Amber, saying,

in trouble and rushed over to

remained silent with lowered

been pretending all along… You’ve been acting all this while!” Trembling, Josh pointed at Jameson’s face, as if only now had he truly

been acting? Or were you just

“You’ve never faced me properly. You’ve always thought of me as the weak kid from 15 years ago, the one you could bully and exploit at

but you’re also foolish and arrogant. But I have to thank you for underestimating me. If not for your arrogance, how could I have won so easily? How could