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Amber perched on the edge of the couch, silently taking in the debauchery unfolding in front of her eyes. Her chest rose and fell heavily from the anger.
Alas, she was powerless to put a stop to the situation. If the significant deal fell apart due to her interference, a worse fate would befall the four ladies. The two foreign men hugged the ladies as they openly conversed in Tsulian.
“The stuff Mr. Schmidt gave us this time is really something! He said we could sell them as we wish. He didn’t seem too worried about the authorities.” “Oh? Why so?”
Amber quietly perked up and listened to the conversation. The two rascals were unaware of the presence of a Tsulian speaker among the five women in the suite.
“He said this drug is like a common drug, and we can sell it as such,” one of the men gloated. “We can self the drug to both Tsulu authorities and gangs to control them without the help of distributors!
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“From what I heard, that drug is not only extremely addictive but effective on certain illnesses. How amazing is that?”
Amber widened her eyes in disbelief. Should a drug that could treat illness be considered a medicine or an addictive substance?
All of a sudden, she came to a realization and understood the reason Aidan would sacrifice his family’s honor and even his own conscience, taking the risk to work with Jameson.
If the drug in question was indeed an addictive substance, it made sense that Jameson would want to use Lovelace Pharmaceuticals to whitewash the nature of the drug before mass marketing it in Solana City and monopolizing the market.
The thought was terrifying. What a despicable move!
“Hahaha… Shall we put this amazing stuff to the test tonight?” The other man tossed a bag of pills on the coffee table-the sight of the blue pills sent Amber’s heart drumming.
“Ah! N-No!” the women screamed when the men grabbed them by their hair and force-fed the blue pills to them. Terrified, they twisted and struggled to break free. “Motherfucker! Take the pills!” One of the men slapped a woman twice before his counterpart forced her mouth wide open.
At that moment, Amber grabbed the man’s arm. The two men looked over to her.
She flashed them an icy smile. “Gentlemen, don’t give a timid young girl a hard time. Aren’t these just pills? I’ll take them on her behalf.”
The women gaped in shock at Amber’s calmness in the face of the two devils. Just like them, Amber was petite and vulnerable. However, she appeared towering and invincible in their eyes due to her courage. The two men exchanged gazes. One man, examining her with a lascivious look, suggested, “You’ll take two pills, then! Tell us how you feel after that!”
Knowing Amber’s importance to Jameson, the two guests dared not force her to take too many pills to avoid getting into trouble.
Amber shook two blue pills onto her palms and stared squarely at them. Then, she took the pills without water. The other women teared up from concern and fear for Amber.
Within a minute, her ears started ringing, and her heart rate increased. Her body went into an uncontrollable seizure.
“Ms. Altman! Ms. Altman!” The worried screams of the women were the last thing she heard before the dizziness overwhelmed her. She fell face-first onto the floor and passed out.
Amber opened her eyes and found herself in a room with opulent decorations. She could tell from the decor in the room that she was still in the villa, meaning she wasn’t out of danger yet. She propped herself up in bed and was relieved to find her dress intact. They had not sullied her.
She covered her left chest with trembling hands. Her heart raced like crazy, and her mind was fuzzy. The potent drug, instead of giving her ecstasy, only put her through mental and physical torture.
She thought she’d die when she fell onto the floor, her consciousness fading away. What kind of terrible creation was that?
Then, she heard the sounds of water from the bathroom. She knew very well what would happen next. She was destined to be a playtoy that night.
Even so, she wanted to be of some use. She believed that the men must still carry some of the blue pills around. Hence, she deftly got out of bed and tiptoed toward the couch to go through the man’s clothes. Soon, she found the leftover blue pills in his jacket pocket. Her eyes lit up at the discovery, and she clutched the pills firmly in her hand.
“Hey! What are you doing?” A stern, vicious voice echoed in the air. Heart racing, Amber turned around stiffly.
She saw the Tsulu man with a beer belly glaring at her. He only had a towel around his large waist girth.
Since he didn’t turn off the water in the bathroom, she momentarily put her guard down, not realizing that he had come out.
“You fucking bitch! How dare you go through my stuff?” He closed in with gritted teeth. Meanwhile, her alluring dress was drenched in cold sweat. She clutched her fists and backed off.
She had been thoroughly searched before entering the villa. Therefore, she had no phone or weapon on her, but a brilliant idea flashed across her mind.
Without warning, she removed the hairpin from her hair. Her cascading locks tumbled down to her waist in a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
“Don’t come any closer!” She pointed the sharp edge of the hairpin at him. “You’re wrong if you think I am subjected to your will. I can kill you with this thing in my hand!”
The man cackled madly before reaching for a gun at his waist. Then, he aimed the muzzle at Amber’s pale face. As a vicious drug dealer who had a high body count, he did not femove the gun even when he was taking a shower.
“You bitch! What did you steal? Give it back to me!” He glowered at Amber, but she stubbornly refused to speak. She had a wild look of determination in her eyes, ready to sacrifice it all. Finally, she said, “Don’t ask me. I will not tell you.”
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“You think I can’t lay a finger on you because you’ve Jameson Schmidt’s woman? You’re nothing more than a plaything that he gives me. He wouldn’t have made you sleep with other men if he truly cared for you,” he taunted her with a malicious smirk.
To Amber, who had lost all hope in Jameson, the man’s words did not faze her at all. In fact, she felt thankful that Jameson had never caught feelings for her. That way, she would not double-guess her decision to betray him. S
The man was enraged when Amber refused to cave in. Losing his patience, he unlocked the gun safe and pulled on the trigger.
A shot was heard. The gun fell out of the man’s grip as he yelped in agony. A bullet had hit him on his hand with precision despite the dim lighting in the room.
Amber’s eyes widened in shock. Her chest rose and fell. A rustling sound echoed in the air, chasing away the fear that lingered in the night.
Next, she saw a familiar figure breaking in through the window. The shattered glass reflected his handsome, roguish face.
“W-Who are you?” The Tsulu man quivered violently when the devilish intruder approached him.
Axel’s smiling face was reflected in Amber’s eyes. The night breeze swept past his windbreaker, making some swishing sounds. He reached out to sweep away some of the glass shards on the ground. Then, he began, “Me?”
He turned to Amber with a passionate look and a cheeky grin. “I’m her man.”
Amber stared in shock at Axel’s confident expression. Her heart was racing, and she thought she had misheard. In her 25 years of life, she was nothing but an accessory to Jameson-a disposable tool in his business dealings.
She had never owned anything to her name. To her surprise, Axel made the wild claim that he was her man. She replayed his words in her mind.
The Tsulu man cussed loudly and attempted to snatch the gun from the ground, only to be shot twice-one in the left shoulder and the other in his right leg. He howled in pain and fell onto his knees. Seeing that, Amber snatched the man’s gun and held it firmly before aiming it at him. The man finally faltered and begged for mercy. It seemed that men, when naked, were in their most vulnerable state. He pleaded, “Don’t! Don’t shoot me!”
“Spit it out! What are the drugs that Jameson Schmidt gave to you? Are they common drugs or narcotics?” Shedding off her usual coyness, Amber looked furious, like a beast that had been crouching in the dark. “What other nasty deals have you cut with him? Be honest!”
Axel raised an amused brow at her move. Given his social standing, he could easily court the daughters of esteemed families or even the royal princess. However, none of them caught his eye, as he wasn’t interested in a woman’s background. Living with cynicism, he never had much interest in romance.
All he wanted was an untethered, thrilling life.
At first, the challenge Amber posed to him gave him an adrenaline rush. As time passed, he found himself addicted to the sensation and thus had the urge to see her.
That night, his feelings reached a new level. In the past, he wasn’t too bothered by Amber flirting and entertaining men. However, he could no longer tolerate it, which was why he showed up at the villa. Despite being well aware of the dangers and troubles, he showed up for her.
“H-He claimed it was a common drug-an imported, illegal drug!”
Axel questioned the man, “Where was the drug imported from?”
The man stammered, “I-I have no idea! Trust me!”
Amber glowered at the man and jabbed his forehead with the muzzle. She growled, “You really won’t open up unless you’re about to die. Right?”
“I really have no idea. How could Mr. Schmidt tell us distributors about the source of the drugs? He will take the lion’s share of the profits while we take the scraps. “But… I remember him taking a call when we were at the Millennium. I was too drunk to tune into the details, but I overheard him talking about some drugs or experiments…” “Experiments?” Both Axel and Amber furrowed their brows.
“That’s all I know. I’m clueless about the rest!”
“Drugs? Experiments?” Axel’s mind whirled. He recalled the horrifying scene of the man throwing himself at the car when Alyssa was sent to the hospital. Piecing the puzzle, he let out a chilling laugh. “Looks like Jameson Schmidt is running some complicated operations here. The drugs are just a cover.”
Amber, a smart woman, quickly put together and processed the clues that she and Wesley had gathered. Soon, Jameson’s scheme started to take shape in her mind. They were interrupted by a series of footsteps echoing in the corridor. They must have been the Tsulu man’s guards who came to help after hearing the gunshots. The man shrewdly yelled at the top of his lungs, “Guys, help me! There’s an intruder! Help!”
Axel might appear calm, but a storm was brewing in his eyes. He loaded his gun and was ready to shoot the man, but Amber was ahead of him. She shot him in the head without hesitation.
Her dead victim, mouth open in a scowl, collapsed face-first onto the floor.
Axel felt his heart drumming as he stared at Amber’s sweaty face. She said to him, “This guy won’t offer us any more useful information. There’s no point keeping him around.”
Her hands trembled violently, perhaps from the side effects of the drugs or because it was her first time taking a life. Even her voice was shaking. “There will be serious consequences if Jameson Schmidt learns about the murder.”
“You’re right. Jameson Schmidt will not spare you,” Axel replied flatly.
Taking a deep breath, Amber shook her head. “I’m not afraid of dying. I’m more worried that Jameson might destroy the evidence and wash his hands of it when he learns that news about his covert operations has been leaked.
“It wasn’t easy to get dirt on him. We can’t attract his suspicion.”
Axel marched up to her with a burning gaze. Seeing that, she frantically shoved him in the chest. “Go! Leave right now! I’ll take care of the mess. Just go!”
“We’ll leave together,” he said between heavy breaths and a fearless look, grasping her hands.
