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

come true," he breathed, a single bead

used your own mother

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

impressive how merciless you can be." Jameson's

tears as he gazed at the woman

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

no

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

you had the guts to drug your own mother, it shouldn't be

Jameson's pupils

him, this suggestion was equivalent to taking a knife and piercing it

to the

a box on

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

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

couldn't feel any joy

"Will do, Mr.

left

a beautiful mahogany box on the

box wasn't here this

as well?

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

a faint, unsettling

pill, holding it between his fingers, studying it