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

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

even used your own

Justin's

how merciless you can

as he gazed at

family crashed down on him, splintering him inside,

him—could no longer be called

he was nothing more than a

own mother, it shouldn't be a problem for you to

Jameson's pupils

to taking a knife and piercing

the

is a box on the tea

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

will." The word "wedding"

couldn't feel any joy

"Will do, Mr.

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

sank when he saw a

box wasn't

people on Rose Island as well? A

the table, opened the box with one hand, and found three pills inside—white, gray,

gave off a faint, unsettling

it between his fingers, studying