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Amber’s heart pounded against her ribcage as her organs contorted in fear. Despite the panic, she did not betray a hint of emotion. She owed her exceptional mental fortitude to the training administered by Jameson, which she now employed against him.
In her silence, he grinned maliciously and advanced slowly toward her. All of a sudden, he produced a gun from his waist and pressed the muzzle against her sweaty forehead.
“M-Mr. Schmidt!” Carl turned pale at the sight as his heart leaped into his throat.
“Amber Altman, were you the traitor? Answer me,” he confronted her word-by-word with a murderous look in his eyes.
She stared into his eyes but remained silent.
“Answer me!” he roared, the veins in his hands bulging in anger.
“Yes,” Amber admitted, knowing there was no escape. The moment Jameson aimed the gun, he had known about her betrayal. This was no interrogation.
Driven by his ruthless nature, he wanted the woman¡ªwhom he had raised and molded into Alyssa’s doppelganger¡ªto beg for mercy before him. Resentment aside, he enjoyed the adrenaline rush from torturing her.
He was a complete psycho¡ªa despicable maniac!
Fear turned to courage in her eyes. Meeting his gaze, she confessed, “I informed Angelina of Lauren’s whereabouts. There’s no point in justifying my action. Do as you will.”
She had had enough. Death would liberate her, yet it also meant she would never have another chance to stare into Axel’s smiling and passionate eyes.
Jameson’s expression further collapsed as he tightened his grip on the gun. His chest rose and fell violently.
As he unlocked the safety, Amber closed her eyes in despair. Her heart nearly stopped. Then, she heard the click of the trigger, followed by a deadly silence.
But the gunshot never came. Opening her eyes slowly, she found Jameson laughing uproariously, even pulling the trigger a few times at her. “Pfft… I was fooling with you! Look how scared you were.”
Carl’s tense nerves gave way to a wave of relief, nearly sending him crashing onto the floor. Meanwhile, Amber stared coldly at Jameson with an empty feeling in her chest.
“Tell me the truth, Amber. Why did you leak the news? Hm?” Grabbing her sweat-drenched chin, he rubbed the tip of his thumb against her lips in a suggestive move, causing her to feel sick in the stomach.
Realizing this was her chance to explain her way out of the situation, she calmly responded, “I wanted to win the trust of Alyssa Taylor and Jeremy Walsh. Once I turned in secrets, they would surely change their mind about me. The same applies to Axel Whitaker.
“If I play the role of a double agent, I might be able to extract vital information from them for you.”
Jameson squinted at her, seemingly satisfied with her reply.
In 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 blame you, 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.
“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 same windbreaker 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.
She lifted her head slightly as tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably. She did not have much time left. The next time he 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 some clothes 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?”
“Come in 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¡ª” 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. Walsh! Jameson Schmidt might run a large-scale business operation abroad, but he is no match for the Taylors and Walsh’s in Cyrris!
“I’ll keep an eye on Jameson’s movements. If we join forces, we can certainly get some dirt on him and destroy him once and for all!”
“You’re too naive…” Shaking her head with a wry smile, she explained, “I know Mr. Schmidt and his tactics too well, having served him from a young age. I could not access all his information even when I was his trusted confidant.
“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 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 Jeremy.
The two of them sat in silence, feeling helpless as if they had been stranded on a deserted island during a storm.
“I have something that might or might not be of help to you.” A thought occurred to Wesley. Wesley began, his voice barely above a whisper. “Aidan Lovelace of Lovelace Pharmaceuticals met with Jameson Schmidt two nights ago and had a private chat in a lounge.”
The revelation introduced a frown to Amber’s face.
Wesley recounted, “That guy showed up like he was ready to take down anyone, but he seemed calmer after the talk. I was stationed outside the lounge with another colleague but couldn’t hear anything because of the excellent soundproofing.” He let out a frustrated sigh.
Still, the information provided Amber with a lead. Lovelace Pharmaceuticals was the top pharmaceutical company in the nation. From what she heard, Jameson had been running the pharmaceutical business on Sir’s behalf in Cyrris. Therefore, Jameson’s priority must be to beat the Lovelaces, his business rival!
A man as ruthless as Jameson would never consider a business partnership with the Lovelaces. Hence, she assumed that Jameson must have lured Aidan into a trap from the private talk they had shared.
“Wesley, keep an eye on Carl from now on. Jameson Schmidt never dirties his hands¡ªhe’d make Carl take his place instead. You will surely discover clues of the trap that Jameson set up for Lovelace Pharmaceuticals.”
Wesley nodded hard. “Sure! I will keep an eye on Carl.”
Amber could not care less for the fate of Lovelace Pharmaceuticals, but she saw a chance there and took it. Once she gathered enough evidence against Jameson, she’d get Axel to hand them over to Alyssa, putting an end to the criminal activities behind The Millennium!
Carl immediately understood what had ensued when he saw the mess in the room while delivering a decanted red wine to Jameson.
Setting down the tray, he hesitantly submitted a photo to Jameson. “The detective that you sent after Ms. Altman took this photo.”
Jameson lounged on the couch with a whip in his left hand. He accepted the photo with his free hand, sandwiching it between his fingers.
The photo showed Amber pinned against a tree while Axel tenderly kissed her cheek.
“Look. She is so enamored by him.” He mocked. “She would only put on this expression when she was with me. Seems like she’s smitten with Axel Whitaker.”
Carl knitted his brows. “Mr. Schmidt, what do you plan to…
“I have kept her around for years, but I have no use for a woman who has fallen for another man.” Eyes half-closed, Jameson added, “Still, I’ll keep her around for a little longer until I squeeze every drop out of her. After all, she makes the perfect bait for Axel Whitaker, don’t you agree?”
“That’s true…” Carl had grown fond of Amber after years of working together. He took care of her in daily life. However, his hands were tied if Jameson wanted Amber dead.
His phone vibrated from an incoming call. He picked up the call and soon hung up. Then, he relayed the information to Jameson, “Mr. Schmidt, we have some updates from Tsulu. Thanks to your arrangement, Landon Harper’s sister, Zoe, was sent into prostitution, serving the Tsulu elites. She served multiple customers daily, most of them prominent figures, and there was no way out for her.
“Within a month, she contracted various STDs. I heard she was too ill to take any customers. Now, she’s locked up in a basement and starved for three days. From the sounds of it, she appears to be dying.”
“Show her some mercy, considering she once worked for me,” Jameson replied coolly.
Carl got the hint. “Got it.” Jameson apparently wanted a quick death for Zoe.
“See? This is what you call a revenge. Landon Harper’s softness and sentimentality make him an ineffectual man.” Sighing, Jameson lamented, “Everything I did was for Alyssa. Too bad she still doesn’t recognize my devotion to her.”
Upon Alyssa’s request, Julien ran tests on the drug from Justin right after he returned.
The results were beyond his expectations. To his surprise, the drug was exceptionally effective. Other than the side effect of making patients drowsy, it would not negatively affect the body.
Alyssa studied the data on the lab report in the guest room. She had a conflicted look on her face.
“What is this drug called?”
“I have no idea.” Julien shook his head.
Alyssa was dumbfounded.
“I don’t know what this drug is called. However, its components are essentially the same as the components of the medication that RC Biotechnology Research Institute in Mosgravia developed to target Alzheimer’s a year ago.
“That being said, that drug was only revealed to the public via a series of announcements. It has not yet been officially put on the market. I’m not sure if this is the same drug.”
