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."

words could settle, the doors of

into the hall. He emitted a commanding

everyone to

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"Police!"

stared at Daisy with a sharp gaze and drew out his

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

every word you say will be taken as

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

one on the right, they escorted her

the media outlets present were broadcasting the conference live, and

livestreams exceeded tens of

that hard to live in a wealthy family? A wealthy

surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family

be close to the Taylor

seal-like pose. It's exactly the

arrested! This couple looks quite alike." "Disgusting! How could

a strict investigation into Schmidt Group!

revelations!"

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

car without covering her head