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 your

he breathed, a single

you even used your own mother in your

Justin's tone was playful; whether

how merciless you can be." Jameson's

with tears as he gazed at the

her, the excruciating loss of his only family crashed down on him, splintering him

of him—could no

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

it shouldn't be a problem for you

pupils constricted

suggestion was equivalent to taking a knife and piercing it through his

the

is a box

gift to you." Justin's voice was

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

feel any joy from his

"Will do, Mr.

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

when he saw a beautiful

wasn't

as well? A shiver

opened the box with one hand, and

a faint, unsettling

holding it between his fingers,