Can’t Win Me Back

It had been half a month since Jameson was hospitalized for treatment.

Carl helped him with handling the matters at Schmidt Group.

However, he was too busy to keep an eye on the matters at The Millennium.

No matter how much he distrusted Amber, the business was back in her hands.

She managed the company on his behalf for some time.

Even so, Jameson had never stopped monitoring her, not even for a single moment.

Other than when she went to the toilet, to shower, or when she was asleep, her every move was being watched.

Furthermore, she couldn't even take a single step out of The Millennium.

As long as she couldn't leave, she wouldn't be able to get her hands on the important evidence that Wesley had hidden.

If she couldn't retrieve it, Wesley would have sacrificed himself for nothing! This was the period when Jameson was absent.

It could also be her only chance.

Even if she might end up sacrificing herself, she needed to get that evidence! Hence, tonight, Amber wore an inconspicuous outfit.

She was prepared to seize this opportunity to leave The Millennium.

Unfortunately, it wasn't her lucky day.

She ran into Carl, who had returned to retrieve some items for Jameson.

They ran into each other in a dark corridor.

The tension in the air was so intense that it made Amber feel suffocated.

"Where are you off to, Amber?" Carl stared at her with a grim look in his eyes.

It sent shivers down her spine, as if a dangerous predator lurked behind them, poised to strike.

"IT want to go out." Amber's clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

looked

Her honesty startled Carl.

bring himself to say

I don't have

Amber's long

lip,

wanted to go out tonight only

birthday is

have any

"T want to...

as a token of my

been drowning

weren't for Amber's reminder, he had almost forgotten about Jameson's

occasion! "I've given it a lot of

Mr.

found me on the side of

of that living hell,

"And you, Carlton...

from a young child

always treated me like

nose was red, and tears welled up in her eyes,

betrayed both of

would really be an

deserve

I can only

Schmidt is doing well.

a woman like me isn't worth

have the ability

won't be able to live on at all." She

her cheeks, making him

ached for

and fragile side of

rushed through

develop a desire for this woman, whose growth he had witnessed since