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.

His piercing gaze bore

and she would

back alive, the thought

death was kinder than the torment of living—he knew Justin all

"Damien...

Amber's voice cracked as tears streamed down

"Please...

of it!"

That name again.

jaw tightened, frustration clawing at him

many times do I have to repeat myself? I

tears pooling in

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

like a

sharp, inexplicable ache spread through his

to loosen his hold

instead of fighting or fleeing, she

was impossible without Remy's help, she considered persuading this man, loyal to Justin,

was a risky move, but one she was

not you're Damien, I know you're not heartless." "Women are such

fully released

temples throbbed, but he masked the pain with

orders were

about

Remy frowned.

Jameson ordered us to intervene," Amber continued, her voice gaining

them in secret and pretended

knew—and yet, you didn't

Remy stared straight at Amber, his gaze

Silence stretched between them.

Amber's

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

to prove Sir's real identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched

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