Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Carl sounded perplexed by Jameson's decision. He questioned, "You can totally
get Josh out of the way and claim the president title if you settle the scandal in
Tsulu.”
Jameson shook his head. "Victor Schmidt is a skeptical man. If I show my hand, I
will only raise his suspicion about my intentions. However, he will think of me as
rational, sensible, and diplomatic if I leave the matter to Josh."
Carl inquired, "What if Josh successfully squashed the scandal?"
"Do you think I'll let that happen?" Jameson folded his legs and swirled the red
wine in his glass. He exuded a dangerous air. "Since the Taylors have brought
this scandal to the next level, I shall fuel the fire and make it spiral out of control.
"Get in touch with our men in Tsulu right now. Tell them to visit the hospital where
the injured villagers stay. You know what to do next, don't you?"
Carl got the hint. He nodded hard. "Yes. Got it."
Amber's hands quivered. She knew that a vicious round of killings was about to
start. She felt suffocated at the thought of the innocent civilian lives about to be
lost in the power struggle between capitalists. The notion made her feel sick in
the stomach.
"I will need Josh to be irrevocably defeated if I were to take his place, or Victor
will not give up on him. Got it?"
Carl had a look of admiration in his eyes. "Mr. Schmidt, you're so close to
success."
"Yes, I'm one step away from it.” Without warning, Jameson grabbed Amber's
hand and pulled her into his arms. He looked tipsy as he stared at her shocked
face.
As the red wine spilled from his glass, he ran his fingers through her face,
sending a chill down her spine. She felt like he was running a blade dangerously
across her skin.
He mumbled, "Lyse, do you know how much effort it took for me to reach here?"
"Mr. Schmidt, you're drunk.” Amber hurriedly looked away.
He slid a warm and sweaty hand under her dress, easily undoing her bra under
her thin dress with his other free hand. "Whatever I did was all for you... I tried my
best to become a man worthy of you... Lyse, take a look at me. Please."
"Mr. Schmidt, wake up! I'm not Alyssa Taylor!" Tearing up, Amber mustered all her
courage to free herself from his embrace. She hurriedly placed a hand on her
chest to stop her bra from sliding off. She slowly backed off.
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Carl, who was about to leave, looked
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The light in Jameson's eyes dimmed. A hint of doubt surfaced, only to disappear
soon.
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Amber was meant to be a substitute that existed for his pleasure anyway. He'd
never waste his time to learn about what was on her mind.
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