NovelApp"Where will we go?" Amber looked back at Carl with a numb expression.
After ending things with Axel, she felt like a wanderer. It didn't matter who she was with or where she went; nothing seemed to matter anymore.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, she sensed that something significant must have happened in Cyrris. Jameson's foundations were shaken, which left Carl, who idolized him, thinking of fleeing.
"We can go anywhere. I've saved enough money over the years working for Mr. Schmidt to live comfortably for the rest of our lives," Carl said, removing a USB flash drive from his computer and hiding it under his clothing.
Amber's gaze lingered on his chest, her eyes dull. "Didn't Mr. Schmidt say he wanted us to get married in Kontina?" "We can talk about that after we leave this place." Though Carl was Jameson's ruthless weapon, his feelings for Amber were genuine, evident in the way he looked at her.
"Getting married isn't the most important thing. What's important is that we can be together, always!" Despite his words, Amber remained unmoved, her gaze cold.
Just then, Carl's phone rang.
Though it was just a regular ringtone, it startled him. Seeing it was Jameson calling, he couldn't ignore it. He tried to sound calm as he answered, "How can I assist you, Mr. Schmidt?" Whatever Jameson said shocked Carl. He began pacing anxiously but still replied, "Thank you for thinking of us during these troubled times, Mr. Schmidt. I appreciate it. So... We'll follow your plans." After hanging up, Carl slumped into a leather chair, staring at the ceiling before closing his eyes in distress.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAmber frowned slightly. "What happened, Carlton?" She wasn't concerned for him; she was curious about Jameson's plans.
"Mr. Schmidt wants us to get married and have the ceremony in Kontina. Afterward, he's letting us go wherever we want. He will not interfere." Amber had resigned herself to marrying Carl. In a cold voice, she asked, "Isn't that a good thing? Isn't this what you've always wanted?" "But I can't shake the feeling that something's wrong," Carl muttered, deeply troubled. "But it's Mr. Schmidt's order. I can't disobey him." While lost in thought, he caught a faint scent. He opened his eyes to find Amber standing before him, her white silk robe slipping off her shoulders, leaving her in a thin, strapped dress. Content belongs to en.swHer long, dark hair cascaded over her chest, contrasting with her pale skin, stirring his senses.
Carl stared at her, focusing only on her face, afraid to look elsewhere.
He had been with other women but had never loved any of them. They were just to satisfy his physical needs; his heart had always belonged to Amber.
His only grievance with Jameson was when he'd changed Amber'sz face to resemble Alyssa's. Amber didn't have any relatives or friends. She didn't even know where her hometown was. Content belongs to en.swOnly her looks could prove who was. Yet, Jameson had taken it away ne om her so cruelly. Jameson had stolen Amber's identity, causing her to lose herself altogether. Content belongs to en.swhovels"Carlton..." That night, Amber was more forward than ever. She wrapped her arms around his neck and perched provocatively on his lap.
Her eyes fluttered slowly, a captivating interplay of innocence and seduction that drew in any man, especially Carl, whose heart had long been hers.
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