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.

with the

lots of time." Cyrus sat across from

upright bearing was not intimidated by the person opposite him

of the saying that evil

there are 15 more minutes

could I let the

walk out from here before the final second? I put in so much effort to get you to come

His heart was pounding.

Jameson's urinalysis would

final results showed that he wasn't taking drugs, he would

only that but capturing him next time might also become along shot! "T get

just wanting to spend more time

right?" Jameson

look of frigidity came across his pale

at his watch with

Let's have achat,

you and Lyse worked together to set me up." Cyrus' chest

you also capture me here for a visit without any evidence?" Any look of glee disappeared from Jameson's

deep rage burned

the paper cup on the

to say, though, the coffee at your station tastes

for you people here." "Jameson Schmidt!" Cyrus'

anxious? I'm not

Unless...

me to confess?"