Amber's heart pounded against her ribcage as her organs contorted in fear. Despite the panic, she did not betray a hint of emotion.
She owed her exceptional mental fortitude to the training administered by Jameson, which she now employed against him.
In her silence, he grinned maliciously and advanced slowly toward her. All of a sudden, he produced a gun from his waist and pressed the muzzle against her sweaty forehead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"M-Mr. Schmidt!" Carl turned pale at the sight as his heart leaped into his throat.
"Amber Altman, were you the traitor? Answer me," he confronted her word-by-word with a murderous look in his eyes.
She stared into his eyes but remained silent.
"Answer me!" he roared, the veins in his hands bulging in anger.
"Yes," Amber admitted, knowing there was no escape. The moment Jameson aimed the gun, he had known about her betrayal. This was no interrogation.
Driven by his ruthless nature, he wanted the woman—whom he had raised and molded into Alyssa's doppelgdnger—to beg for mercy before him. Resentment aside, he enjoyed the adrenaline rush from torturing her.
He was a complete psycho—a despicable maniac! Fear turned to courage in her eyes. Meeting his gaze, she confessed, "I informed Angelina of Lauren's whereabouts. There's no point in justifying my action. Do as you will." She had had enough. Death would liberate her, yet it also meant she would never have another chance to stare into Axel's smiling and passionate eyes.
Jameson's expression further collapsed as he tightened his grip on the gun. His chest rose and fell violently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs he unlocked the safety, Amber closed her eyes in despair. Her heart nearly stopped. Then, she heard the click of the trigger, followed by a deadly silence.
But the gunshot never came. Opening her eyes slowly, she found Jameson laughing uproariously, even pulling the trigger a few times at her. "Pfft... | was fooling with you! Look how scared you were." Carl's tense nerves gave way to a wave of relief, nearly sending him crashing onto the floor. Meanwhile, Amber stared coldly at Jameson with an empty feeling in her chest.
"Tellthe truth, Amber. Why did you leak the news? Hm?" Grabbing her sweat-drenched chin, he rubbed the tip of his thumb against her lips in a suggestive move, causing her to feel sick in the stomach.
Realizing this was her chance to explain her way out of the situation, she calmly responded, "I wanted to win the trust of Alyssa Taylor and Jasper Beckett. Once | turned in secrets, they would surely change their mind about me. The sapplies to Axel Whitaker.
"If | play the role of a double agent, | might be able to extract vital information from them for you." Jameson squinted at her, seemingly satisfied with her reply.