Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue novel Chapter 2058

Aidan's arrest caused an uproar, and Lovelace Group became the target of condemnation.

Although no concrete evidence yet linked the human drug experimentation to Lovelace Pharmaceuticals, suspicion was a powerful force. Once doubt crept in, innocence became a distant memory.

"Mr. Schmidt, you're incredible! It's like you can see the future!"

In the chairman's office, Carl excitedly showed Jameson the comments on his iPad. "Aidan has become our scapegoat. The public is now attacking Lovelace Group, thinking they're the culprits behind the human experimentation. Everything is under your control!"

Jameson smoothly swung his golf club, making a perfect shot. "Anyone who works for me must be under my control. I won't use those who aren't. I promised Mr. Justin that everything in Solana City would be handled perfectly, and I always keep my word."

Carl looked smug. "Aidan is in deep trouble now. If he dares to mention your name to the police, we'll release the video of him drugging the woman, leading to her death from cardiac paralysis.

"Drug trafficking might get him ten years with a good lawyer, but murder? Even if it's accidental, he's looking at either the death penalty or life imprisonment since he tried to cover it up. As long as we hold this evidence, he'll take the secret to his grave."

"You're right. He should take the secret to his grave," Jameson said calmly while swinging the club again.

Carl was startled. "D-Do you mean..."

Jameson smiled faintly. "Find an opportunity and get rid of him."

"But Mr. Schmidt, we're in the spotlight right now. Isn't that unnecessary?" Carl took the club Jameson handed him. "With this evidence, Aidan won't dare to breathe a word. You can rest assured."

"Firstly, I don't trust anyone except the dead." Jameson moved to the couch and elegantly swirled a glass of red wine. "Secondly, if Aidan dies at this critical moment, what do you think the public will assume?"

Carl's eyes widened as he realized. "They'll think… he couldn't bear the pressure and killed himself out of guilt!"

"I told you. I like to squeeze out every last bit of value. Aidan's final value lies in his death." Jameson savored the wine with a smile. "Do it ASAP and make it look natural."

"Yes, Mr. Schmidt!"

"Also, has Nicholas been up to anything lately?" Jameson's eyes flashed with a cold glint behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

"I've had people watching him. Since helping Aidan dispose of the body, he's either been at work or at the nursing home with his wife. He hasn't gone anywhere or seen anyone."