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

you for making our wish come true," he breathed, a single

you even used your own mother in

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

you can be." Jameson's

he gazed at the woman before

crashed down on him, splintering him inside, his entire

him—could no longer

distance from the wicked, and he was nothing more

mother, it shouldn't be a problem for

pupils

suggestion was equivalent to taking a knife and piercing it

to the living

is a box

to you." Justin's voice was smooth,

wedding gift, if you will." The

any joy from

"Will do, Mr.

to his feet stiffly, left

saw a beautiful mahogany box

wasn't here this

have people on Rose Island as well? A shiver crawled down his

table, opened the box with one hand,

a

holding it