Can’t Win Me Back

It had been half a month since Jameson was hospitalized for treatment.
Carl helped him with handling the matters at Schmidt Group.
However, he was too busy to keep an eye on the matters at The Millennium.
No matter how much he distrusted Amber, the business was back in her hands.
She managed the company on his behalf for some time.
Even so, Jameson had never stopped monitoring her, not even for a single moment.
Other than when she went to the toilet, to shower, or when she was asleep, her every move was being watched.
Furthermore, she couldn't even take a single step out of The Millennium.
As long as she couldn't leave, she wouldn't be able to get her hands on the important evidence that Wesley had hidden.
If she couldn't retrieve it, Wesley would have sacrificed himself for nothing! This was the period when Jameson was absent.
It could also be her only chance.
Even if she might end up sacrificing herself, she needed to get that evidence! Hence, tonight, Amber wore an inconspicuous
outfit.
She was prepared to seize this opportunity to leave The Millennium.
Unfortunately, it wasn't her lucky day.
She ran into Carl, who had returned to retrieve some items for Jameson.
They ran into each other in a dark corridor.
The tension in the air was so intense that it made Amber feel suffocated.
"Where are you off to, Amber?" Carl stared at her with a grim look in his eyes.
It sent shivers down her spine, as if a dangerous predator lurked behind them, poised to strike.

"IT want to go out." Amber's clothes were drenched in cold sweat.
Yet, she looked calm and composed.
Her honesty startled Carl.
He couldn't bring himself to say what he had wanted to say.
"1 know that I don't have Mr.
Schmidt's trust or yours." Amber's long lashes fluttered pitifully.
She bit her lip, portraying her innocence perfectly.
"I wanted to go out tonight only because Mr.
Schmidt's birthday is coming up soon.
I don't have any other motives.
"T want to...
give him a present as a token of my appreciation." Carl was stunned.
He had been drowning in work recently.
If it weren't for Amber's reminder, he had almost forgotten about Jameson's birthday.
This was an important occasion! "I've given it a lot of thought while I've been confined here.
Mr.
Schmidt found me on the side of the road back then.
If he hadn't pulled me out of that living hell, I would have been long gone from this world.
"And you, Carlton...
You've watched me grow from a young child into a woman.

You've been of great help to me, and you've always treated me like a younger sister." Amber slowly approached Carl.
The tip of her nose was red, and tears welled up in her eyes, evoking a strong sense of protectiveness within Carl.
"If I betrayed both of you...
I would really be an idiot.
I won't deserve even to live.
"Plus, I can only survive if Mr.
Schmidt is doing well.
Otherwise, other than being an escort, a woman like me isn't worth anything.
I don't have the ability to survive...
I won't be able to live on at all." She reasoned with him while tugging at his heartstrings.
Tears flowed down her cheeks, making him pity her.
His heart ached for her.
The tender and fragile side of her moved Carl.
Blood rushed through his veins.
He even started to develop a desire for this woman, whose growth he had witnessed since she was young.
He gulped.
He held her by her shoulders and pulled her in for an embrace.
In a gentle voice, he comforted her, "I'm glad that you've come to your senses, Amber...
You don't know how happy I am to hear you say these." Amber's eyes were cold.
She held back the shivers in her heart and said softly, "So, I'm thinking of using Mr.

Schmidt's birthday this time as an opportunity.
I want to apologize properly and clean up my act.
I...
hope that Mr.
Schmidt will be able to forgive me." "T will put in a good word for you with Mr.
Schmidt, Amber." Carl inhaled deeply, relishing in the fragrance of her hair lustfully.
His heart melted.
"You just have to remain obedient by Mr.
Schmidt's side moving forward.
I will do my best to protect you and make sure that you are safe." Even though Amber had gained Carl's trust for now, he was not
that foolish to let her go free.
Moreover, he couldn't go against Jameson's orders.
So, he headed out together with Amber to buy a present.
"Tonight, I want to drive that red sports car Mr.
Schmidt gifted me, Carlton." Amber requested in a warm and soft voice, "I haven't driven in a long time.
I must've become rusty.
I want to take the car for aspin at the same time.
Can I?"