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

officers into the hall. He emitted a commanding

everyone to hold their

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"Police!"

sharp gaze and drew out his

coercion of women into prostitution, and illegal detention. You have

but every word you say will

behind him stepped forward and cuffed the

right, they escorted her toward

the media outlets present were broadcasting

exceeded tens of millions!

a wealthy

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

pretended to be close to the Taylor family. How

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

couple looks quite alike." "Disgusting! How could she

continuing a strict investigation into Schmidt Group!

revelations!"

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

into the police car without covering