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.”

your target.” Lauren felt more determined and brave at the thought of saving Angelina. Her courage warded off any lingering fear. “I won’t run away if you promise to keep Angie safe.

careless glance at her

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

“Got her?”

because the voice seemed familiar to her. When she was about to listen closely, Remy vigilantly switched the phone to

said to

Schmidt want you to kill

He just wanted me to

“Well, Mr. Schmidt is the best at the

kill, am I free to go after I brought

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

replied flatly,

Harper Group office building. She grappled with mixed

guided her through the building, but they miraculously did not run into anyone. Someone had clearly made arrangements to sneak her into the building