Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue
Chapter 1840

A look of shock flashed across Amber's eyes. She stated, "According to the rules, The Millenniumdoes not take in customers without a reservation.”

"But Mr. Moses just called. He would like us to host Mr. Landon." The subordinate lowered his voice."Not only that, Mr. Moses would want you to monitor Mr. Landon's movements tonight. Make acopy of the security footage as evidence if anything unusual occurs.”

Amber, who had served Jameson for many years, instantly understood his intentions. She coldlyreplied, "Got it."

She shifted her attention back to the screen after the subordinate left. She watched as Landon’s carentered the underground parking, followed by his entourage of luxury cars.

Oddly, the cars came to a stop in the darkness without taking further action. Despite that, Amberhad a feeling that their inactivity was merely the calm before the storm.

At the same time, Preston's bodyguards assisted him into the underground parking because he wastoo drunk to walk straight. Legs limp and slurring, he did not once stop cursing out the Harperlineage, including Cornelius and Landon. He seemed to have momentarily forgotten that he was aHarper too.

A strong beam of light blinded Preston and his men when they shuffled through the middle of theparking lot. He instinctively raised his arm to shield his eyes. Following that, a deafening screechingsound of car tires echoed in the empty area.

"M-Mr. Preston, look out!"

When the drunk Preston belatedly came to the realization, a black Bentley had barrelled in hisdirection, showing no intention of slowing down. The car seemed intent on running over him.

In the face of impending danger, everyone else scampered away; none was willing to shield Preston."Argh—Stop! Stop! Don't come at me! Argh!" A chilling scream pierced through the silence.

The Bentley braked when it was about one foot away from Preston. The car hood collided againsthis round belly, full from dinner.

Though the impact did not send Preston flying through the air, he staggered backward for a fewfeet before falling hard to the ground.

An excruciating pain shot through Preston's body. The delicacies that he enjoyed for dinner cameup his throat as he vomited on himself.

Despite the pain, he scrambled up from the ground. While vomiting, he retreated. He then yelled athis men, "What are you doing there? Fucking charge at them!"

While he was speaking, ten fighters, clad in black and armed with knives, surrounded Preston andhis men. Angelina, lovely but murderous, stepped out of the darkness and showed herself in front ofPreston

Preston seemed to have understood something. He dug out his phone while screaming frantically,"What are you guys standing there for? Fight them!"

Preston's bodyguards, knowing they had no way out, bit the bullet and charged at Angelina and hermen.

In the deep of the night, the sounds of painful screams and bone cracking echoed through theparking lot. The spacious area seemed like hell on earth at that moment.

After the fighting, a deadly silence enveloped the people in the parking lot. Pools of blood hadformed across the ground.

Preston was bruised and bleeding from his mouth from being beaten up by Angelina. His expensivesuit had been torn to tatters by the knife attacks.

Angelina stepped on his back, forcing him to kneel on the ground. He begged for mercy, pleadingthat she spare him from the pain.

At that moment, Jordan courteously opened the car door for Landon. Landon emerged and steppedover the pools of blood with great strides. He arrived in front of Landon and stood still. Despite hissilence, he emanated an intimidating air.

"Uncle Preston,” Landon said in a frosty tone.

Preston felt sick in his stomach. He trembled uncontrollably.

In the past, he was resentful of Landon for disrespecting the elders in the family. However, the wayLandon addressed him as "Uncle Preston” gave him goosebumps

"L-Landon... We're a family. I watched you grow up!" Preston shed his arrogance and startedpleading for dear life. "L-Let's be civil about this. There's always room for discussion!"