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.

the underground parking because he was too drunk to walk straight. Legs limp and slurring, he

his men when they shuffled 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!”

drunk Preston belatedly came to the realization, a black Bentley had barrelled in his direction, showing no intention

the face of impending danger, everyone else scampered away; none

Argh!” A chilling

about one foot away from Preston. The car hood collided against his round belly, full from

through the air, he staggered

Preston’s body. The delicacies that he enjoyed for dinner came up his

the ground. While vomiting, he retreated. He then yelled at his

in black and armed with knives, surrounded Preston and his men. Angelina, lovely but murderous, stepped out