Can’t Win Me Back

The Schmidt family had truly raised a bunch of maggots that were rotten to the core.

"N-No... It's not... It's not true."

Daisy's face turned crimson, as if all the blood in her body had gathered in her face. She almost

hysterically shouted, "That recording is fake! It's fake!

"I don't know any fortune teller... It's not me speaking in there! It's all fake! Someone is framing me!"

"Framing you? Ms. Daisy, please take a look at this. How do you explain this?"

The reporter held up his phone.

At that moment, all the reporters' phones in the room started ringing, causing a thunderous noise.

Everyone lowered their heads to look at their screens and saw a post suggested by Twitter. It was a

video of Daisy meeting a fortune teller privately. She was handing money to the fortune teller.

Even though the video was clearly recorded without her knowledge, it unveiled her underhanded

actions entirely.

"Ms. Daisy!"

Just then, a bodyguard rushed up, pulling the stiffened Daisy down from the stage. "Mr. Josh sent me.

This is bad. Come with me now."

his words could settle, the

officers into the hall. He emitted a commanding

everyone to hold

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"Police!"

at Daisy with a sharp gaze and drew out his police

bribery, coercion of women into prostitution, and illegal detention.

silent, but every word you say will be taken as evidence.

police officers behind him stepped forward and cuffed the visibly shaking

the right, they escorted her toward

majority of the media outlets present were broadcasting the conference live, and the viewership

livestreams exceeded tens of millions! It

that hard to live in a wealthy family? A

is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be a

to be close to the

deserved it! Look at Daisy's seal-like pose.

alike." "Disgusting! How could she do such despicable things?

Schmidt Group!

revelations!"

notice that young police officer who came in first? Wow! He's so hot.

into the police car without covering her head or hiding