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

time." Cyrus sat across

bearing was not intimidated by the

that

are 15 more minutes before the

let the

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

His heart was pounding.

urinalysis would

taking drugs, he would have to release him and shoulder massive responsibility for

only that but capturing him next time might also become along

spend more time

Jameson leaned

frigidity came

glanced at his watch with a piercingly

have achat,

talk about how you and Lyse worked together to

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

burned within

paper cup on

I've got to say, though, the coffee

you people here." "Jameson

so anxious?

Unless...

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