Can’t Win Me Back

It had been almost 24 hours since Jameson was detained in the police station's interrogation room.

When he was at Kontina, countless people curried favor with him, sang praises about him, and sought favors from him.

The amount of people who kissed up to him was outrageous.

When he returned to his country, he ruled The Millennium at night.

Currently, he was in complete control of Schmidt Group.

He was an unparalleled leader whom many looked up to.

He was surrounded by endless power, money, and pride.

These placed him high up on a pedestal.

It had been a long time since he was last put in captivity and treated disrespectfully like this.

Every passing second and minute felt like ages.

It was excruciating.

More than that, it was humiliating.

"We're almost at the 24-hour mark.

When will I be able to leave?" Jameson sat on the cold and uncomfortable chair in the interrogation room with his legs crossed.

There was a chilling harshness behind his gold-framed glasses.

the rush,

have lots of time." Cyrus sat across from him

was not intimidated by the person opposite him at

the saying that evil was powerless if the good was

minutes before the 24 hours

I let

the final second? I put in so much effort to get you to come in here."

His heart was pounding.

Jameson's urinalysis would only be ready

that he wasn't taking drugs, he would have

time might also become along

to spend

I right?" Jameson leaned

frigidity came across his pale

watch with a

have achat,

talk about how you and Lyse worked

he uttered, "Jameson, don't hurl accusations without any proof." "Didn't you also capture me here for a visit without any evidence?" Any look

rage burned

crushed the paper cup on

to say, though, the coffee at your

coffee beans for you people

so anxious? I'm

Unless...

you trying to beat me up to force me to confess?" Jameson crushed