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."

settle, the

officers into the hall. He emitted a commanding presence

everyone to hold their

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"Police!"

with a sharp gaze and

for bribery, coercion of women into prostitution, and illegal

every word you say will be taken

and cuffed the visibly shaking Daisy. One on

the right, they escorted her toward the

the media outlets present were broadcasting the

tens of

live in a wealthy family? A wealthy heiress has to resort to running

to make money? This is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be

pretended to be close to the Taylor

at Daisy's seal-like pose. It's exactly the

looks quite alike." "Disgusting! How could she do such

strict investigation into Schmidt Group! There

revelations!"

did you notice that young police officer who came in first? Wow!

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