Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 2415

Amber glared at Remy through her bloodshot eyes, thrusting her gleaming blade toward his chest.

In her early days of being Jameson's follower, the first lesson drilled into her was how to kill quickly and efficiently.

Refinement wasn't necessary—only results mattered.

Yet, despite mastering the techniques, she had never put them into practice.

Deep down, Amber feared the sight of blood and loathed the idea of taking a life.

And now, of all people, it was Remy forcing her to cross that line.

The blade's tip hovered mere inches from Remy's heart when hesitation gripped her.

Axel's voice echoed in her mind, raw with emotion.

"Amber, I keep feeling that Remy is my fifth brother, Damien.

We miss him...

We want him to come home!" Her pupils dilated.

The blade wavered, its deadly intent dissipating.

That single moment of doubt was all Remy needed.

With a calm, calculated motion, he seized her wrist and twisted it sharply.

Amber gasped in pain, her grip faltering as the blade clattered to the floor.

Cold sweat drenched her as she staggered, only for Remy to yank her backward.

Her body slammed into his chest, his muscular arm locking around her neck in a chokehold.

She struggled, clawing at his unyielding arm as her vision blurred and her breath hitched.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, and panic coursed through her veins.

"You're pathetic," Remy said, his voice cold and unyielding.

"One of Jameson's failed experiments.

commit to taking a life." His piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved by her reddened face

in pressure, and she would

to bring Amber back alive, the thought of ending her life now was

torment of living—he knew Justin all too

"Damien...

cracked as tears streamed down

"Please...

out of it!"

That name again.

at him like an invisible

do I have to repeat myself?

out, tears pooling in

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

words pierced his defenses like a

inexplicable ache

loosen

fighting or fleeing,

she considered persuading

but one

whispered between coughs, "whether or not you're Damien, I know you're not heartless." "Women are such overthinkers,"

hadn't fully

temples throbbed, but he masked the pain with a

because my orders were to

more." "Then what about last

Remy frowned.

ordered

information to them in secret

yet, you didn't

at Amber, his gaze deepening with

Silence stretched between them.

deep breath, Amber's voice trembled with

"You're Sir's right-hand man.

evidence to prove Sir's real identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched tightly, his stoic expression cracking ever so

Mosgravia to develop illicit drugs and used Jameson to conduct human experiments in

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