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.

say what he had wanted

I don't have

trust or yours." Amber's

bit her lip, portraying

wanted to go out tonight

birthday is coming up

don't have any

"T want to...

present as a token of my appreciation." Carl was

drowning

for Amber's reminder, he had

a lot

Mr.

me on the side of the

living hell, I would have been long gone from

"And you, Carlton...

a young

you've always treated me like a younger sister."

and tears welled up in

betrayed both of

would really be

deserve

can only

Schmidt is doing well.

an escort, a woman like me

have the ability to

able to live on at all."

cheeks, making him pity

heart ached for

tender and fragile side of her

through

desire for this woman, whose growth he had witnessed