Chapter 1003: Chapter 1003

Jameson stated, “Unlike how powerful they are in Solana City, those two are in Tsulu without any reinforcements. No one would notice if you killed them and disposed of their bodies, yes?” Jameson asked with eyes that hinted malice. “After all, you’re quite the expert at doing that.”

“Hahaha! You really did think this through, Mr. Schmidt. But… will you thank me for helping you out?”

“Money. Land. Whatever you want.”

“I have something I want right now.” Inigo’s lustful eyes ran along Amber’s body.

In the next instant, Jameson grabbed her arm and flung her toward Inigo.

Amber was caught unaware and immediately landed on Inigo’s lap. The latter immediately caged her in with his arms, running his hands all over her.

Jameson slowly got up from his seat and left the room without looking back, saying, “She’s all yours tonight.”

Inigo left The Millennium satisfied for the night after having his fill of women and wine, ready to execute the task Jameson had given him.

Amber was left scarred in the suite like a broken, pretty little ragdoll. Her beloved red dress had been torn into shreds. The fabric now lay strewn across the floor with the terrible tools Inigo had used on her earlier, mocking her for how pathetic she had been tonight.

Just then, the door opened.

Familiar footsteps echoed in the room as Jameson stared at Amber’s naked body on the bed.

“Who knew Inigo was into this sort of thing? He could truly rival that brother of mine,” he murmured.

Amber gazed at the man she’d loved for nearly half her life through her unkempt hair, tears slowly clouding her eyes.

“You’ve done well tonight. Let Carl know whatever it is you want as a reward,” Jameson said. There was nothing in his eyes but a frightening coldness.

Jameson’s eyes only fervent for Alyssa Taylor. Other women were no more than tools for him to get what he wanted.

“I want… my red dress,” Amber said shakily.

Jameson’s expression remained flat. “Alright. I’ll have Carl buy it for you.”

“You… gave me this dress two years ago, on my birthday,” Amber choked out, hands gripping the bed sheets tightly as tears fell down her cheeks.

“Really.” Jameson’s eyes were dark, and his lips curled upward. “Do you know why I gave it to you?

“It’s because Lyse likes the color red. So I like seeing you wearing it.

Amber was overwhelmed by a wave of chills. Her heart seemed to be ripped open by knives-by Jameson himself, cruelly shattered and destroyed.

Amber knew Jameson’s answer would involve Alyssa and asking him. would only humiliate herself.

Yet she still couldn’t help but ask him again and again, as if hoping she would get a different answer one day.

“Rest well. You know what to do from here on out, right? You volunteered, after all,” Jameson said.

He then turned around to leave.

Amber suddenly climbed off the bed and grabbed ahold of his hand. ” Jameson, do you really not feel anything for me?”

Jameson glanced at her with soulless eyes.

Tears soaked Amber’s face as she asked again, “Nothing at all? For all these years?”