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

for making our wish come true," he breathed, a single bead of sweat tracing his

you even used your own mother

of you." Justin's

impressive how merciless you can be." Jameson's heart

with tears as he gazed at the woman

excruciating loss of his only family crashed down on him,

of him—could no longer be called

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

own mother, it shouldn't be a

pupils

equivalent to taking a knife

to the living

is a box

my gift to you." Justin's

you will." The

any joy from his

"Will do, Mr.

stiffly, left the room,

when he saw a beautiful

box wasn't

Island as well?

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

a faint,

holding it