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“Since you know the truth, why did you still go back to The Millenium?” Amber asked.
“I wanted to see how you were doing,” Axel said in that attractive voice of his.
“How else could I be doing? Nothing changes. I still put on an act every single day.” Amber’s words were bitter as she degraded herself. It was as if she was trying to stop herself from having any unruly thoughts toward Axel. “I’m nothing more than a well-dressed hooker.”
Silence rang out from behind her.
Several seconds later, Amber heard footsteps nearing her, echoing in her heart.
“I don’t care about what you said about yourself, you know.” Axel leaned into her ear and said gently, “I’m just worried Jameson will make things difficult for you.”
Axel began, “I came to see you because I was worried something might happen to you.”
“What could possibly happen to me? I’ll be fine, so don’t do this again.” Amber didn’t dare look up to meet Axel’s eyes. She was trembling slightly as goosebumps erupted on her skin. “Please seek out trouble elsewhere from now on, Mr. Whitaker.
“I hope I never see you at The Millenium again. Or should I say… I hope to never see you again after tonight.”
Axel’s eyes darkened. “You can’t really stop me.”
Amber gnawed on her lip. She knew Axel was intelligent enough to understand her implied meaning. Why was he still so stubborn then?
These Taylors were too troublesome!
Axel slowly observed Amber’s expression with unreadable eyes. Though Amber was known to be deadly and beautiful, she was still behaving like a delicate, pitiful little bunny before him. Even though she looked very similar to Alyssa, Axel still saw a different, startling beauty from her every time they met.
No wonder Jameson would spend so much time cultivating Amber. She really was quite gorgeous to the extent that no man would be able to hold their own before her.
It was a shame that Amber’s skills failed when it came to Axel. After all, Axel basically flirted and manipulated for a living.
“Josh was only arrested so successfully tonight because of the clues you gave us.”
Axel composed himself again and said nonchalantly, “I wonder if Jameson might soon trace this back to you once his brother falls and wipes you out of the picture.
“After all, Jameson did originally plan to use this as leverage against Josh. Now his plan has gone bust. Hahaha! He must be so fucking pissed right now, huh?”
Amber stayed silent. The intimate atmosphere had been ruined by Axel’s humor.
“Mr. Jameson still has use for me. He won’t try and do anything too serious to me unless he’s found credible evidence.” Amber then smiled, heart aching deeply.
“Even if he did have evidence, he wouldn’t do anything to me either. I’m sure anyone would have a fondness for their pet after keeping it around for so long, what more another human being? Not to mention someone who resembles Ms. Alyssa Taylor.
“So don’t worry needlessly for me. What happened last time will never happen again. Let’s never see one another anymore either. You won’t gain anything from me. Our cooperation comes to an end here.
Amber sounded like she was trying to break up with Axel. She was trying so hard to convince Axel to give up. Yet Axel’s chest tensed uncomfortably when she said that their collaboration was to come to an end there.
It wasn’t just because Axel still remembered the task Alyssa entrusted him. Rather, he felt slightly upset.
Amber might have been the one who initiated this game, but Axel had to be the one to call it quits!
Amber felt a weight on her shoulders before Axel turned her around, forcing their eyes to meet.
Axel’s arms caged her in against the sink as he gazed deeply at her, making her heart waver so terribly. He clasped Amber’s chin in a tender gesture, their breaths mingling in the air.
Amber’s eyes began growing hazy while Axel’s grew heavy with desire.
“If you had a chance to permanently be free of Jameson Schmidt’s control and turn over a new leaf, would you?” Axel asked silently.
Amber’s heart pounded in her chest. Several seconds later, she smiled and hooked a finger in Axel’s collar. “No. If I have to rot in hell, I’d rather do it while staying by Jameson’s side.”
“The Millennium is the only place I’ve learned how to live in. Besides, it’s the most suitable place for someone like me. I don’t need any other options,” Amber said.
She needed to distance herself from Axel before it was too late.
“What if I wanted to take you with me? Would you come with me if I could bring you somewhere Jameson or his friends could never find you?” Axel gazed seriously at Amber.
“No,” Amber said without hesitation, a pitiful smile on her face. “I live and die as Mr. Jameson’s puppet.”
Axel slowly straightened up, the desire in his eyes fading away. He unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt and said, “I understand now. In that case, let’s just get on with things.”
“What… things?” Amber hadn’t yet caught up with Axel’s pace.
“Well, we’re alone in a hotel room late at night. What things do you think we could do? Play cards?” Axel’s gaze was cold, with no trace of tenderness in them anymore. “Do you want to shower first or should I? Or should we shower together?”
Amber closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’ll go now and not trouble you further.”
She then turned to leave. But Axel grabbed her by the waist, pulling her back to him. “What is it? Are you upset? How can we sleep together if we don’t clean up?”
“I don’t have the right to be upset,” Amber said bitterly. “Do you really want to sleep with a woman like me, Mr. Whitaker? I’ll never be fully clean no matter how many times I bathe myself.”
Axel smiled lightly and said, “I know exactly what kind of woman you are. Haven’t I proven that I don’t care given I’ve taken you out of there?”
“But I care!” Amber yelled, unable to hold back anymore.
Axel was taken aback.
Realizing she’d slipped up, she quickly composed herself. “If you’re concerned about me, then please don’t ask this of me anymore tonight. You can think of it as repaying me for helping you and Ms. Alyssa last time.”
Axel was the most wonderful person Amber had ever met in her downtrodden life. She was incredibly fond of Axel, which was why she didn’t want him to be ruined by someone as terrible as her.
Amber wanted their relationship to stay clear of all this.
Axel seemed somewhat troubled by Amber’s insistence to leave. His hand tightened around her waist as he said softly, “Fine, don’t shower then. Stay the night and get some rest. It’s late.”
Amber truly was exhausted. Plus, if she went back to The Millennium too soon, Jameson would get suspicious. If she spent the night there, she’d at least be able to give Jameson an excuse tomorrow.
In the end, Amber and Axel slept together. Amber slept on the hotel bed while Axel lay on the couch.
He hadn’t intended to have sex with Amber at all.
They remained apart while resting. Amber’s heels were placed by the bed while she lay on the mattress. An awkward silence filled the air.
Amber’s plan to stay awake the entire night failed when she fell asleep.
Axel, however, stared fixedly at the ceiling, not sleepy in the slightest bit.
Axel tiptoed over to the bed when he heard Amber’s shallow breathing after she fell asleep. Kneeling on one knee by the bed, he studied her lovely sleeping face.
Moments later, he mumbled in a low voice, “You’re not like Lyse.”
Amber probably overheard him. Her lashes fluttered gently as tears crept to her eyes.
Axel gulped upon seeing her tears and thought of wiping them away, only to withdraw his hand and head toward the balcony forlornly.
When Amber woke up groggily the next morning, Axel had left. She sat up in her comfortable sheets and paused in shock when she found Axel’s black windbreaker draping across the blanket. He had clearly left it behind for her.
The last time, he left her some gastric medication after recalling her gastric issues. This time, he knew that she didn’t have enough clothes on her because she left in haste, so he lent her his windbreaker.
“Pfft. He’s still as caring as ever. Whoever gets to marry him will be the happiest woman ever.” Chuckling, Amber ran her trembling fingertips through the fabric of the black windbreaker.
Sitting up in bed, she had the urge to get some air and enjoy the breeze on the balcony. When she pulled open the floor-to-ceiling doors, she felt an electrifying jolt. The cigarette stubs that scattered across the floor were proof that Axel hadn’t slept at all.
Last night, Carl and his men tailed Axel’s car. Not only did they lose Axel, but they ended up crashing two of their luxurious cars due to his excellent drifting techniques.
Jameson had given orders to bring Amber back. Because of that, Carl anxiously searched high and low for Amber. However, his search was futile because Axel might have checked into a hotel under a fake identity. Therefore, he returned to Jameson empty-handed.
That same night, Jameson had an outburst and smashed things in his room, which puzzled Carl. After all, Jameson had always used Amber like a tool and never had any real feelings for her. Why the overreaction then? It gave off the wrong impression as if he cared for Amber very much.
Just when everyone at The Millennium was shaking in fear, Amber walked through the entrance with a look of calm. She went up to Jameson with a bare face, which was uncharacteristic of her, but she radiated an innocent beauty.
Her bare face reminded him of the time when Amber had not yet been molded into Alyssa Taylor’s substitute. The look in his eyes dimmed. Soon, the black windbreaker on her caught his eyes.
“Axel left this for me,” she admitted openly. “Do I need to take it off so you could burn it?”
“It’s just a piece of clothing. Since it’s his gift, you can have it. I’m not that petty.” Jameson leaned lopsidedly on the couch, resting his head on his fist and his arm on the armrest. He gave her a cynical look. “Did you guys fuck?”
She shook her head, looking a little amused. “No. Axel isn’t any ordinary man. He’s not going to take the bait that easily.”