Can't Win Me Back

This night, there were some who were feeling uneasy and some who were confident.

At the Millennium, Amber was leading Remy through the grand-looking corridors. Remy was like a bat that was lying in wait in the dark. Amber, who was walking in front of him, couldn't help but get chills down her spine.

Jameson had been waiting for a while in the highly-secretive room.

"I didn't think that we'd meet again so soon, Mr. Lexington."

Jameson welcomed him with a wide smile. He brought a glass of red wine over and handed it to him. "It must have been a long journey. This is a world-class red wine that I've prepared specially for you."

The look on Remy's face was frigid. He pushed the wine glass away from him without a second thought. He showed no respect to this man, who had Solana City in his hands.

"Ms. Altman has briefed me on the way here."

Jameson saw that Remy rejected his drink, so he drank it instead. He was someone who could be flexible too. "Oh, has she? That saves me some time then," he remarked.

"You keep making things difficult for a young lady, Jameson. Do I look like I have a lot of time on my hands?" Remy stared at him with a dark gaze.

Jameson clicked his tongue. "Why? Are you feeling soft-hearted toward her now, Mr. Lexington?"

Jameson gave him a sidelong glance as he twirled the glass of red wine in his hand. "It seems like you aren't as brutal as I thought, Mr. Lexington. You have a human side to you."

"I just don't think it's worth my time. What you've asked me to do is below my pay grade."

Remy frowned. He spoke sarcastically, "Mr. Justin promoted you to be the person in charge of Solana City. Are you only capable of kidnapping your enemy's wife and kids as your way to fight back against them? NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"You even had to call for external help. As for The Millennium, you should just give up on it while you still can."

Amber's lashes fluttered. Deep down, she felt glee.

At The Millennium, no one dared to be so impolite toward Jameson. However, Remy didn't give a shit. He was Justin's subordinate, so Justin was the only one he had to obey.

The feigned expression on Jameson's face was starting to disappear. The knuckles on his hand gripping the wine glass had also whitened.

Even so, Jameson refrained from doing anything untoward. He smiled and replied casually, "Mr. Lexington, the reason we can meet again tonight is because Mr. Justin is in agreement with my plans. All you need to do is to cooperate with me. Plus, I never said that that young lady was my target. She is just a decoy.

"I'm aware that the previous task was too simple. It was not a challenge for you. Apologies for wasting your talent.

"I will get you a new target this time. You will not be disappointed, I promise."

Upon saying that, he picked up the document from the tea table and handed it to Remy.

Remy received it in his hands and looked through it.

His complex and dark gaze finally settled on the man with a police uniform. After a while, he asked in a raspy voice, "He's a cop?"

"Yes." Jameson sipped on his red wine slowly. "Despite his young age, he was tasked as the chief of the Criminal Investigation Division. He has many outstanding merits and achievements under his belt."

Amber's pupils quivered. She gave herself a hard pinch on her arm and wiped off the surprise from her face.

Remy chuckled, "I hope he'll be a contender for me." He tore the man's photo off the document and stuffed it in his pocket. He then tossed the document aside.

"Does this mean you're taking the job, Mr. Lexington?"

"I will not touch that woman." Remy's eyes were cold and determined. "I may be a killer, but I will not go after the young and the weak."

"I understand." Jameson smiled slightly.

Remy couldn't be bothered to waste his time on empty chatter. He turned around to leave.

"Hold on."

Jameson narrowed his eyes. "I will give you a helper for this mission, just in case."

Jameson turned to Amber. "Amber, you'll be going with Mr. Lexington this time."

"Me?" Amber's chest tightened. She refused immediately. "Mr. Schmidt, my skills are rather ordinary. I will just weigh Mr. Lexington down if I go."

"It's better to have a helping hand." Jameson glanced at her with a half-smile. "You have never turned down the missions I've given you, Amber."

At this point, Amber had no choice but to agree to it.

Remy and Amber then left the room. After that, Carl, who had stayed quiet throughout, walked to Jameson's side. He lowered himself and commented in a low voice, "Mr. Schmidt, you're really good at getting others to do what you want."

"Remy is indeed Mr. Justin's follower who has character. If I don't get him a worthy opponent, he won't be able to focus on working for me."