Jameson sneered contemptuously. âWill you kill Axel for me?â
Axel⦠So that was the hot guyâs name.
When Amber recalled that handsome face, her heart couldnât help but race.
That night, after she had returned from the bar, she had even. dreamed of that face again. She found it hard to believe.
âIf you want me to kill him⦠I will do my best,â Amber said through gritted teeth, sweat dripping down her face.
âHeâs Alyssaâs brother. Do you think heâs someone you can simply kill? Youâre quite bold.â Jameson stared at her disdainfully.
Amber shivered. Sweat soaked her hair. She looked both disheveled and pitiable. âIâm sorry, Mr.
Schmidt. -â
âI donât want you to kill him. I want you to seduce him.â
âW-What?â Amber was bewildered.
âThat night, you two seemed to have gotten along well.â
Jamesonâs eyes gradually showed disdain. âSince thatâs the case, just get him. I can see heâs interested in you, even if itâs just because you have a face so similar to his beloved little sister.â
âNo⦠Thatâs not true, Mr. Schmidt.â Amberâs heart tightened. She felt like she was undergoing an icy interrogation.
Jameson smirked and leaned in to forcefully grab her jaw. He caressed her rosy l*ps with his fingertips.
Amber had never used such vibrant l*pstick before. Jameson had exclusive color.
Amber gazed at the man before her, whom she had loved for so long. Tears welled up in her eyes and flowed down her face.
âWith your beauty, how can Alex not be attracted to you? Go, seduce him, and make him your pawn.
And then destroy him.â
As his words fell, Jameson emitted a chilling, sinister laugh, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
âUnderstood, Mr. Schmidt.â
Though Amber was crying, she revealed a smile that resembled Alyssaâs, the one that captivated Jameson the most.
âAs long as thatâs what you want, even if I have to risk my life, Iâll make it happen.â
Alyssa and Jasper arrived at the police station where Cyrus was stationed. When they got there, Cyrus was already waiting for them at the entrance.
âCyrus!â
Alyssa ran to him first, and Cyrus quickly pulled her into a hug. âYou crazy girl. You really donât listen! I should have handcuffed you to the bed.â
âPfft! Handcuff me to the bed? Cyrus, what kind of roleplay are your talking about? So kinky.â Alyssa had recovered some of her spirit. She smiled adorably.
Hearing this, Jasper frowned, feeling jealous.
He was too affectionate and just couldnât help it. He was even jealous of Alyssaâs brother.
Cyrus suddenly blushed like a peach. He coughed lightly and fumbled over his words. âLyse, w-what nonsense are you talking about? What play⦠Donât talk nonsense!â
Jasperâs frown intensified. Why was Cyrus blushing?
He remembered that Cyrus and Alyssa were half-siblings and thought. of them at home Jasper had to be cautious.