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

breathed, a single bead

even used your

right in front of you." Justin's tone

impressive how merciless you can be."

as he

only family crashed down on him, splintering him inside,

of him—could no longer be

keep their distance from the wicked, and he was nothing more than a soulless

mother, it

pupils

was equivalent to taking a knife and piercing it through

the

is a box

my gift to you." Justin's voice was

wedding gift, if you will." The word "wedding"

any joy from his

"Will do, Mr.

Jameson got to his feet stiffly, left the room, and went to the living

a beautiful mahogany box

wasn't here

on Rose Island as well? A shiver crawled

step, Jameson approached the table, opened the box with one hand,

gave off a

pill, holding it