Can’t Win Me Back

Lauren’s phone was confiscated, and she was asked to get into a car. Drenched in cold sweat, her petite frame trembled as she stood beside Remy, desperately clutching her teddy bear.

In the face of unknown danger, she did not cry or make a fuss. Neither did she beg Remy to spare her. Instead, she stood there like a lovely, vulnerable doll open to abuse, which only evoked pity.

Before leaving the villa, Remy stole two more apples. This time, he munched on one of them while handing Lauren the other.

He asked, “Do you want one?”

She slowly raised her head. Her cheeks and lips were pallid. Strands of her hair clung onto her cheek from all the sweating. She replied in a soft voice, “Did the Harper Group… make you pick me up?”

He silently withdrew the apple he had offered her.

“Are you going to kill me?” she questioned.

To that, he replied sinisterly, “Slash slash.”

and brave at the thought of saving Angelina. Her courage warded off any lingering fear. “I won’t

merely cast a careless glance at her and pressed

his phone vibrated from an incoming call. After stealing a quick glance at the screen, he answered the call with a

“Got her?”

was about to listen closely, Remy vigilantly switched

to the man,

want you to kill

me

man on the other end chuckled. “Well, Mr. Schmidt

to kill, am I free to go

Assist Mr. Schmidt to the best of your ability. Take all of

replied flatly,

Group office building. She

the building, but they miraculously did not run into anyone. Someone had clearly