Can't Win Me Back

Amber stared at the sparklers vacantly as tears welled up in her eyes. She clutched her fists, holding back her emotions.

"Come join me! Let's have some fun." Axel bounced up to her and handed her a sparkler with eyes that shone bright like the sun.

She accepted the sparkler with trembling fingers, knowing that he must have come prepared with them. It was impossible to get this stuff at the remote location of the orphanage.

The light from her sparklers danced on her face. A smile appeared on her face. She took on a resemblance to the girl in the locket when she smiled.

"Do you like that massive fireworks show I put on for you the last time?" He glanced at her before asking.

Staring at the sparkler in her hand, she replied softly, "Yeah."

"Well, that doesn't mean anything. I'm not as rich as Landon Harper. Can't afford a showy performance worth tens of millions," Axel blurted out.

She flashed a faint smile at him, having been used to his blunt and outspoken manner-probably the reason he was single.

"No, this is good." She smiled gently, satisfied. "Anything that belongs to me is the best in the world."

As she had never enjoyed anything to her name, she treasured every single moment of happiness that belonged to her.

When the last sparkler was about to go out, Axel tilted his head and whispered into her ear, "Now, you're not the only one who remembers how you looked like before."

Trembling, she suddenly turned around to face him. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and put a hand at the back of her head, pressing their foreheads together. He added, "I'll remember how you looked like."

The moment their eyes met, she felt all her blood rush to her head. She blushed, and her heart pumped wildly.

The sparkler might have gone out, but the passion in their eyes remained.

The romantic moment was interrupted by a jarring ringtone from her phone. She coughed awkwardly before drawing away from She checked her phone and saw Carl's name on the screen-a sight that hurt her eyes and burst her dreamy bubble.

"Hello?" she croaked.

"Ms. Altman, Mr. Schmidt would like you to host two guests from Tsulu," Carl informed her in a business-like manner.

Feeling cold from head to toe, she hurried toward her sportscar, fearing that Axel might overhear. "What guests? Are they politicians? Or business partners?"

"Mr. Schmidt wants you to keep them happy. You don't need to know anything else."

Amber felt her chest tighten. Jameson appeared to have grown vigilant of her, refusing to even reveal the identity of his guests.

Carl, who picked up on Amber's

emotions, fell silent before offering, "They are Mr. Schmidt's business partners. This deal is important to him, as he wants to gain entry to the Tsufu market. Ms. Altman, you'll have to put in more effort,

"Before this, you have crossed Mr. Schmidt a few times. Why don't you take this opportunity to regain his favor? That will make your life easier." The last remark sounded genuine.

She replied icily, "Fine. I'll return to The Millennium and get ready."

"The guests are not at The Millennium."

Her pupils shook in surprise. Over the years, she had always entertained Jameson's guests at The Millennium and never anywhere else. Besides, he would never allow her to leave the clubhouse

This time, the rules had changed. In her confusion, she heard Carl saying, "I'll text you the address later."

After the call, she stared vacantly at the dark screen as dizziness overcame her. An invisible hand seemed to have shoved her into an abyss once more.

She heard Axel's approaching footsteps, but she dared not turn around to look at him. Instead, she scrambled into her sportscar and sped away in the night. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.