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.

you for your

our wish come true," he breathed, a single bead of sweat tracing his cheek "For

used your own

Justin's tone was playful; whether

how merciless you can be." Jameson's heart

as he gazed

crashed down on him,

of him—could no

from the wicked, and he was nothing more than a

had the guts to drug your own mother, it shouldn't be a

pupils

equivalent to taking a knife and piercing it through

to the living room

box on the tea

to you." Justin's

gift, if you will." The

couldn't feel any

"Will do, Mr.

his feet stiffly, left the room, and went to

he saw a beautiful mahogany

box wasn't here this

Island as well?

Jameson approached the table, opened the box with one hand, and found

a

up the black pill, holding it between his fingers, studying it