NovelStartIn the darkness, Jonah's neck and earlobes flushed red.
His breathing becheavy as he slowly raised his hand. He landed his warm palm on Julien's abdomen, gently
caressing the smooth skin.
"Do you still think this is a dream?"
Under Jonah's touch, Julien trembled as if electrified. Finally, he leaned in and grabbed Jonah's face, kissing him
fiercely.
Their silhouettes intertwined, filling the room with their kissing sounds.
"Jonah, can you letbe with you? | don't want anything. Just letbe with you. | don't mind, even if we can
never be public."
Jonah's dark eyes shimmered with profound affection.
He couldn't hide it or contain himself any longer. He knew exactly what he was doing. At this moment, he was
more awake than ever before.
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"From now on, I'm yours. Yours alone."
With tears in his eyes, Julien nestled into Jonah's bare yet strong chest. He felt a happiness he had never felt
before.
Lately, Jameson had been busy dealing with the troubles brought to the company by the Taylor family.
The losses incurred by the Tsulu resort project had been somewhat mitigated, with Jameson sending people to
visit and compensate for the injured and deceased. He also orchestrated media coverage to salvage the
reputation of the Schmidt Group.
In secret, the officials from Tsulu responsible for the incident had been successfully bribed by Jameson, using a
combination of money and women's seduction. They had agreed to minimize the negative impact of the incident
and ensure that it wouldn't affect the project's construction in the future.
Amber's sacrifices were essential in this process.
Though Jameson had stopped her from selling her body after the incident with Inigo, she still had to be around
those lascivious, high-ranking officials to secure Jameson's interests.
This was Amber's only remaining value by his side.
She had no turning back now because her value as Alyssa's substitute had been lost. If she lost this as well,
Jameson would abandon her completely.
Others' abandonment meant discarding, but Jameson's would mean destruction.
With a tumultuous fate, she had fought tooth and nail to survive to this day. She wanted to live well, not endure
a life of misery, and end up with a tragic death.
That night, Jameson returned from his business trip to Mosgravia with an extremely grim expression. As soon as
he entered The Millennium's gates, Amber, who greeted him, shivered and hastily took a few steps back.
"Mr. Schmidt..."
Jameson stared at her coldly, as if seeing someone he could never have through her.
"Mr. Schmidt, Ms. Altman has done a great service for you in Tsulu."
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Sensing something was amiss, Carl quickly smiled and spoke for Amber. "Those high-ranking officials are willing
to work for you, thanks to her. She persuaded them."
"Persuaded? Or seduced?" Jameson sneered disdainfully.
Amber lowered her head and stared at the tips of her red high heels. Her throat felt so constricted that she had
difficulty breathing.
Carl awkwardly chuckled. "Ms. Altman is The Millennium's manager. She has managed this place well for years
and cultivated many connections in Solana City. You know that, right? Ms. Altman is very skilled in negotiation
and manipulation, all thanks to your guidance."
"It's just a brothel. If it weren't for the bigger picture, would | care?"
Jameson's gaze softened slightly as he withdrew it from Amber's flushed face. "If she can't even do this, she
might as well die and not waste any air."
Carl glanced at Amber, unsure of what else to say.
"Oh, wait. Apart from managing the place, she might still have suse."
Jameson suddenly turned toward Amber. With a menacing look in his eyes, he approached her. "If | were to give
this woman who resembles Lyse to Sir, what do you think his reaction would be?"
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