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.

opened her eyes again, they shone with a determined

for the worst, she found herself unshaken

was led to the ghoulish basement, where countless people lost their lives

few guards stood in the corners of the basement. Clad in an impeccable grey suit, Jameson lounged on the red velvet couch in the middle of the space. Legs folded, he enjoyed a glass

a stark contrast to the eerie

were in your room for four days. How are you feeling?

lower lip, offering no

at her. "Amber, cto me." A nauseous feeling rose within her. However, she had no choice but to walk up to Jameson. She let out a gasp when Jameson yanked her forward, causing

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