NovelStartCarl 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 | show my hand, I will only raise his suspicion about my intentions. However, he will think of me as rational, sensible, and diplomatic if | 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, | 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.
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The notion made her feel sick in the stomach. "I will need Josh to be irrevocably defeated if | 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 | did was all for you.
| 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.
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