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."

could settle, the doors of the hall

the hall. He

to hold

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"Police!"

and

bribery, coercion of women into prostitution, and illegal

but every word you say will

him stepped forward and cuffed the visibly shaking Daisy. One on the

one on the right, they escorted

present were broadcasting the conference live, and the viewership

exceeded tens of millions! It was

live in a wealthy family?

This is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be a fake wealthy

pretended to be close to the Taylor family. How

pose. It's exactly the same as

quite alike." "Disgusting!

investigation into Schmidt

revelations!"

came in first? Wow!

into the police car without covering her head or hiding the handcuffs on her