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

breathed, a single bead of sweat

even used your own mother in

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

how merciless you can be." Jameson's

as he gazed at the woman before

family crashed down on him, splintering him inside, his entire being consumed

him—could no longer be

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

your own mother, it shouldn't be a problem for

pupils constricted

taking a

the living room

box on the tea

my gift to you." Justin's

if you will." The word "wedding" dripped with

any joy from his

"Will do, Mr.

his feet stiffly, left the room, and went to the

sank when he saw a beautiful mahogany

wasn't here this

people on Rose Island as well? A

the table, opened the box with one hand, and

a

pill, holding it between his