Amber followed Carl to the venue with a stoic demeanor, even though she was drenched in a cold sweat and dragged her feet.

She recalled the pot of roses thrown out by Jameson, and she went through all possible worst-case scenarios.

Jameson had always cherished the red roses. His sudden decision to throw them out and his act of summoning her suggested that he had found out about the tapping device.

snapped back to reality, she shut her eyes and inhaled deeply. When she opened her eyes again, they shone with a determined look as

inevitable anyway. Having mentally braced herself for the worst, she found

the ghoulish basement, where countless people lost their lives in

lounged on the red velvet couch in the middle of the space.

a stark contrast

are you feeling? Better?" Jameson

bit her lower lip,

"Amber, cto me." A nauseous feeling rose within her. However, she had no choice but to walk

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