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

He emitted a commanding

everyone to

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"Police!"

and drew out his police badge. "Daisy

prostitution, and illegal detention. You

but every word you say will be

forward and cuffed

right, they

present were broadcasting the conference live, and

tens of

hard to live in a wealthy family? A wealthy heiress

surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be a fake wealthy

be close to

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

"Disgusting! How

into Schmidt Group! There might be more

revelations!"

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

car without covering her head