Can’t Win Me Back

Silas had a solid and reliable set of evidence, so from the moment Timothy stepped into the

Investigative Bureau, he wouldn't see the light of day again.

Daisy always acted domineering and arrogant, so not a single person was willing to help her at this

critical moment. Everyone avoided her like she was some kind of virus.

Except for following Victor and Josh's orders to hold a press conference and publicly apologize like a

tool for Schmidt Group, she had no other options.

But why should she, a lady, do something so shameful?

The men of the Schmidt family, being close biological relatives, actually pushed her out to be publicly

humiliated. Each of them hid behind her. Were they really human?

The press conference was scheduled for the day after tomorrow.

These days felt like an eternity for Daisy. She lost her appetite, suffered from insomnia, and was easily

irritable.

She spent her entire afternoon in the wine cellar, drowning her sorrows in alcohol. Thinking about her

years of effort being destroyed in an instant, she wept bitterly in the deserted wine cellar.

"It's better to think about why things turned out like this rather than crying here."

Daisy abruptly stopped crying when she saw Jameson approaching with a sardonic smile.

"W-Why?"

"Yes, why?"

took a wine glass and poured himself a glass of red

well. Over the years, he's been embezzling money, taking bribes,

beauties others throw at him, yet none have ever been

has always been safe and sound. Why did everything suddenly go south? Why, of all times,

happening now?"

Daisy, drunk from all

have you done recently? Don't you have

made Daisy suddenly realize something.

"You're not completely hopeless."

sip of red wine. "No matter how Timothy behaves

him? It's clear they weren't targeting him

beginning."

confusion were written all over Daisy's face. She

feet, knocking over the chair

precarious situation now. Even if you hold a press conference and

what's the point? You've

Taylors will easily let you off? Going after your man is just the beginning. You'll

next."

a hysterical scream that echoed through the

cellar.