Can’t Win Me Back

A terrifying silence hung over the other end of the call.

Sweat beaded on Jameson's temples as his heart pounded anxiously.

"Congratulations, Mr. Schmidt.

Your wish came true, and you've finally gotten your woman," Justin's unmistakable voice came through, crisp and laced with amusement.

"T need to thank you for coming up with this plan for me and making all of this happen.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have Lyse come to me so easily." Jameson's deep eyes burned with passion.

His voice, however, was rough and full of regret as he continued, "But I'm afraid I can never return to Solana City.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Justin.

I couldn't clear the path for you or eliminate your opponent.

Even the experiment on the new drug had to be halted.

I deserve to die." "Indeed, you do deserve to die." Justin's voice dropped, deep and cold.

The words wrapped around Jameson like a chokehold.

Suffocation crept in, cold sweat running down his stiffened back.

"But you've managed to take the love of my brother's life away.

It's as good as killing him." With a broad smile, Justin continued, " I'd say you've made amends." Relief washed over Jameson.

for

breathed, a single

you even used your own mother in

right in front of you." Justin's tone was playful;

impressive how merciless you can

blurred with tears as he gazed at the woman before

loss of his only family crashed down

no longer be called

was nothing more than

own mother, it

pupils

equivalent to taking a knife and piercing it through

the living

is a box

gift to you." Justin's voice was smooth, almost

if you will." The word "wedding" dripped with

feel any joy from his

"Will do, Mr.

feet stiffly, left the room, and went to the

heart sank when he saw a beautiful mahogany box

box wasn't here

have people on Rose Island as well? A shiver crawled

the table, opened the box with

a faint, unsettling

holding it