Axel was standing on a balcony at Heightsnew Villa when he answered Jameson's call, his black coat billowing in the wind.

The chilling wind stung his cheeks.

Jameson's mocking voice was like a devil's whisper.

A lump formed in Axel's throat, making it hard to breathe.

His eyes burned red.

"Jameson, you must have a fucking death wish!" "T've heard that countless times in the last 15 years.

But talk is cheap.

No one's touched me yet," Jameson replied with a chuckle.

" Care to be the one to walk into the lion's den, Mr. Axel?" "You think you're a lion? Ha!" Axel scoffed, his chest heaving.

" You're just a hyena feeding on carrion." "Amber and my secretary, Carl, will be having their grand wedding in Kontina next Saturday.

She's the woman you're deeply in love with.

Will it be a lifetime of regret for you if you missed her wedding?" A seasoned secret agent, Axel's instincts were razor-sharp, yet Jameson's words chilled him to the bone.

"Jameson, if you hurt Amber, I'll hunt you down.

To the ends of the earth, or hell itself!" "T plan to give the newlyweds a grand gift on their big day." Jameson sniggered, his voice filled with twisted excitement.

"I hope you'll join us in Kontina.

If not, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." "Jameson Schmidt!" Axel roared with hatred in his eyes.

But Jameson had already hung up, leaving Axel's rage and hatred to consume him.

"amber, wait for me.

even if it kills me,"

the frigid air

as he stepped away from

Startled, he froze.

As a top agent, Axel was

his senses, and he hadn't

to that Schmidt bastard, Axel?" Winston's gaze

he call you? What does he want?" "Nothing,"

his job had made

had always found it hard to confide in

he and Winston had always

he kept to

nothing?" Anxious, Winston went right up

"You are my son.

are by me or how much you try to avoid me, you are still my son! "you're not like Silas or

who makes friends

but I know you worry

with the

You are my son.

met Winston's gaze, a

man with many evil deeds

me up

As for you...

killed you." Winston grabbed

"Ax, don't go.

says, don't go." Axel Jet out a haughty laugh, feigning

that I'm a secret agent, Dad? You would've seen my obituary long ago if Jameson's

" Winston was furious, hitting

you from going!" Despite the pain, Axel

of connection made him regret

Dad," Axel said, his

"I must see Jameson.

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