The deeply affectionate look on Carl's face was extremely touching.

Yet, it failed to reach Amber's anguished heart.

"Your past doesn't matter to me.

Whether you betrayed Mr.

Schmidt...

It doesn't matter because it's you I care about." "It doesn't matter?" Amber scoffed.

"You're loyal to Jameson, yet you say it doesn't matter?" This sounded like a cruel joke to Amber.

She laughed bitterly until her eyes welled up.

"As I've said, it doesn't matter because it's you! Besides, even if Mr.

Schmidt wanted you dead, I have ways to keep you safe!" In his haste, Carl blurted out, "You'll be perfectly safe if you marry me.

I swear, Mr.

Schmidt wouldn't dare do anything to you!" Amber's pupils constricted.

Her sharp mind caught the implication of his words.

her that Jameson wouldn't take action; he had boldly stated that Jameson wouldn't have the audacity to

was evident, but self-preservation was a primal instinct shared

erratic and ruthless behavior, the former likely navigated cautiously around

hidden vital evidence against Jameson

herself to calm down and regain

bit her lower lip until it bled,

forehead on his shoulder as if resigned to

pounded with emotion as he held

"he said lovingly, "let's

beautiful, with mountains and

get

you deeply, and I promise

one who can bring

you that." A sharp, crushing ache tore through Amber's heart,

week later, the police formed a task force to

a team to

large amount of illegal drugs but

photos and detailed information on

the gang member from The

Cyrus submitted the evidence.

entire police force

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