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

time."

by the person opposite him at

perhaps an example of the saying that evil

minutes before the 24 hours

I let the distinguished

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

His heart was pounding.

would only be ready in

he wasn't taking drugs, he would

time might also

spend more time

Jameson leaned

of frigidity came across his pale

at his watch with

have

and Lyse worked together to set

accusations without any proof." "Didn't you also capture me here for a visit without any evidence?" Any look of glee disappeared from

deep rage burned

paper cup

I've got to say, though, the

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

are you so anxious? I'm not even

Unless...

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