Can’t Win Me Back

A look of shock flashed across Amber’s eyes. She stated, “According to the rules, The Millennium does not take in customers without a reservation.”

“But Mr. Moses just called. He would like us to host Mr. Landon.” The subordinate lowered his voice.

“Not only that, Mr. Moses would want you to monitor Mr. Landon’s movements tonight. Make a copy of the security footage as evidence if anything unusual occurs.”

Amber, who had served Jameson for many years, instantly understood his intentions. She coldly replied, “Got it.”

She shifted her attention back to the screen after the subordinate left. She watched as Landon’s car entered the underground parking, followed by his entourage of luxury cars.

Oddly, the cars came to a stop in the darkness without taking further action.

Despite that, Amber had a feeling that their inactivity was merely the calm before the storm.

slurring, he did

through the middle of the parking lot. He instinctively raised his arm to shield his

a deafening screeching sound of car tires echoed in

“M-Mr. Preston, look out!”

black Bentley had barrelled in his direction, showing no intention of

danger, everyone else

me! Argh!” A chilling scream pierced

one foot away from Preston. The car hood collided against

he staggered backward for a few

pain shot through Preston’s body. The delicacies that he enjoyed for dinner came up his throat

ground. While vomiting, he retreated. He then yelled at his men, “What are you

and his men. Angelina, lovely but murderous, stepped out of the darkness and showed herself in front