NovelEnglishIn the next moment, Jameson wrapped the arm holding the gun around her waist and pulled her closer until their bodies pressed. "Good job. Not only do I not blyou, I need to praise you. You revealing the information to Angelina messed up her plans, forcing her into solo action. She fell into Preston Harper's trap and lost her life because of it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Her death put Landon Harper into agony. His hair greyed overnight." She remained stoic. Every word coming from his mouth ripped a piece of her heart out, the bloody and shameful mess scattering across the ground.
"Keep up with your plan and go big. I know you won't disappoint me." He released her and examined her figure. "Axel Whitaker's clothes look good on you. Remember to wear the swindbreaker at his funeral." When Amber returned to her bedroom, the shades of sunset illuminated her lifeless face.
Stumbling to the full-length mirror, she slowly removed the black windbreaker. Fully naked, she revealed the shameful marks on her frail frame, proof of Jameson's action on her over the afternoon.
The beastly gentleman did not sexually assault her, choosing instead to torture her with multiple methods. Throughout the ordeal, she lay there like a corpse, making no noise at all. After all, she was already dead on the inside. The moment he pulled the trigger on the unloaded gun, he had killed her off.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe lifted her head slightly as tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably. She did not have much tleft. The next the pulled the trigger at her, he would be holding a loaded gun.
At that moment, she heard a familiar knock on the door. She hurriedly dried her tears and put on sclothes before answering the door.
"Ms. Altman!" The man at the door was a bodyguard who got along well with Amber. Wesley Lock fixed a concerned look on her. "Are you... okay?" "Cin now." She motioned at him to get into her room. There, he offered her a tube of medicated cream. He explained, "We always use this cream. It's very effective. Apply it on your wounds." As one of Jameson's staff members, Wesley had surely heard of the incident in the afternoon. She accepted the cream with trembling fingers and said in a tearful voice, "Thank you..." "Ms. Altman, you've lived a difficult life. Have you not thought of-" His voice trailed off. His eyes were red from crying.
"I thought about it before, Wesley." She took a deep breath. Tears lingered on her lashes. "I have been thinking about it for a while, even in my dreams. But I have no other choice." "Why? There must be a way out!" Wesley leaned closer, eyes wide with concern and worry. "You can always seek refuge under Ms. Alyssa and Mr. Beckett! Jameson Schmidt might run a large-scale business operation abroad, but he is no match for the Taylors and Becketts in Cyrris! "I'll keep an eye on Jameson's movements. If we join forces, we can certainly get sdirt on him and destroy him once and for all!" You're too naïve..." Shaking her head vith a wry smile, she explained, "I now Mr. Schmidt and his tactics og well, having served him from a 'oung age. I could not access all his nformation even when I was his rusted confidant. Content belongs o english"You're just his bodyguard, who doesn't even get to see him every day. You cannot possibly find any damning evidence against him. If he finds out, you might lose your life.
"Look, I don't mind dying because my life isn't worth much. But I don't want more innocent lives lost because of me. That will be worse than death for me." Moreover, a mysterious man was behind Jameson. Amber had made many trips to Mosgravia with t Jameson but she never had the opportunity to meet that man in person. Despite that, she was well aware of that man's capability, which made him a tough rival to Alyssa and Jasper.
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