Can’t Win Me Back

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the press conference.

At 5:00 pm, various media outlets gathered in the hotel's largest hall. Cameras were set up, angles

were adjusted, and reporters had their laptops ready, waiting for Daisy's appearance.

"Speaking of which, I thought it would be Victor or Josh stepping forward. I didn't expect it to be Daisy.

She's quite bold. Her husband is in jail, and she still has the energy to hold a press conference."

"Those men in the Schmidt family are smart. They're using Daisy as a shield, making her the target."

"Tsk, tsk! The rich really lack humanity. I pity Daisy."

"Pity? Timothy received bribes of tens of millions, enough to keep him in prison. Do you believe that

none of that dirty money found its way into her pocket?

"Anyway, I don't. They're just abandoning each other in times of trouble."

Soon, it was 7:00 pm.

With a mournful expression, a bare-faced Daisy arrived, wearing a black suit. Lowering her head, she

walked onto the stage and toward the microphone.

The glaring flashes covered her weary features. With red-rimmed eyes, she bowed deeply to numerous

cameras.

Reporters started to ask questions.

"Ms. Daisy, Mr. Clemons' sudden arrest has shocked the nation. After all, he was a hot shot in the

upcoming mayoral election in Solana City. Were you aware of his actions?"

"I didn't know..."

full of grievances. She portrayed the image of

wronged to

duties every day. I never

about his private

the Schmidt family, one of the four major families. I

got married. I

a trivial sum of

genuinely know nothing about Mr. Clemons'

a male reporter interjected, his loud voice attracting everyone's

an ordinary prosecutor to

mayor.

this smoothly, your Schmidt Group's support

members who worked around both of

strategist behind Mr. Clemon.

the Schmidt Group to exert

you truly

the reporter, but her eyes were filled with tears. She shook her head and

media are you from? Please

me and

nothing about my husband's actions. But we're

I hold the responsibility for not supervising him. So I called this

nation for

reporter pulled out a recording device and played a

was a clear recording of Timothy's staff's testimony. The content matched

had mentioned earlier.

skeptically toward Daisy, anticipating

purposely adding

were shaking. Color drained from her face. Under