Chapter 2010

Amber stared in shock at Axel's confident expression. Her heart was racing, and she thought she had misheard. In her 25 years of life, she was nothing but an accessory to Jameson—a disposable tool in his business dealings.

She had never owned anything to her name. To her surprise, Axel made the wild claim that he was her man. She replayed his words in her mind.

The Tsulu man cussed loudly and attempted to snatch the gun from the ground, only to be shot twice—one in the left shoulder and the other in his right leg. He howled in pain and fell onto his knees.

Seeing that, Amber snatched the man's gun and held it firmly before aiming it at him. The man finally faltered and begged for mercy. It seemed that men, when naked, were in their most vulnerable state. He pleaded, "Don't! Don't shoot me!"

"Spit it out! What are the drugs that Jameson Schmidt gave to you? Are they common drugs or narcotics?" Shedding off her usual coyness, Amber looked furious, like a beast that had been crouching