Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 1969

The light in Jameson's eyes dimmed when he learned about it. "Make him wait for me in another lounge."

After settling the other client, Jameson took some time off to join Aidan at the lounge next door.

Right after he opened the door, Aidan, who was drinking alcohol to calm his nerves, shot up and rushed up to him.

Aidan glared at him. "What went wrong? Why did people die from it?"

"Mr. Aidan, I'm afraid I have no clue what you're talking about," Jameson wondered with a calm smile, a stark contrast to Aidan's panic.

Although no one else was in the lounge, Aidan made sure to speak in a whisper, "Are there quality issues with the latest delivery you provided for me? I distributed it just twice, and people had been overdosing and dying on it."

Still smiling, Jameson brushed off Aidan's worries. "Drugs are poison. Isn't it normal for addicts to die from overdosing?"

"But I have not seen a man who went crazy and dropped dead after taking it twice!"

"Well, now you have."

Aidan turned white. He grabbed Jameson by the collar and snarled, "Jameson Schmidt, you'd better not mess with me! You'll not get off the hook if something happens to me! You and I are in the same boat. If I go down, I'll make sure to take you with me!"

"Look at you. You're too impatient. It's rather ominous to casually throw around the mentions of death." The smile on Jameson's face froze. He shoved Aidan away without warning before smoothing the creases on his shirt.

He explained, "That drug is a new product locally and abroad. It's very normal for users to feel sick after taking it for the first time."

"Anyway, don't worry about it. The drugs are fine; the problem lies in the addicts themselves."

After that, Jameson enjoyed a short drinking session with Aidan before making Carl send him home.

Upon Carl's return, he looked rather gloomy. "Mr. Schmidt, things are getting complicated. If the police trace it back to Aidan, and if he rats you out…"

"Fret not. It's not that easy. Besides, I'll never give Aidan Lovelace a chance to implicate me." Jameson offered reassurance as his smile disappeared. The look in his eyes hardened. "But one thing is for sure—the second trial has failed."

Carl sighed in frustration. "Yes. I have organized the data into reports and sent them to Ms. Gillis. She'll pass them to the research lab in Mosgravia."

Jameson clenched his teeth unwillingly, simmering in anger from all the failed trials.