Can’t Win Me Back

Then, Josh flashed a generous smile and patted Jameson on the shoulder, saying, "Dad is getting old,

and recent events have taken a toll on him. It's time for him to rest. Come to me for work discussions

instead of bothering Dad."

"That's right, Jimmy. You have a lot to learn from Josh—he's the president after all," Victor chimed in,

reinstating his trust and respect for his eldest.

Jameson glared at Josh, his deep eyes spelling danger, but managed a humble smile. "Josh is indeed

capable. I have much to learn from him. Josh, best of luck with your new project."

Leaving the study with a scowl, Jameson walked down the corridor. Josh caught up, calling out,

"Jimmy, why the rush? Dad wants to have dinner with all of us."

"Do you really want to have dinner with me?" Jameson spun around and fixed his piercing gaze on

Josh.

"Of course. Why not?" Josh broke into a smile, unable to suppress the glee from his recent victory. "I

enjoy seeing you seething from losing out to me. More than anything, I'd like to see your disappointed

face when you're seated across from your victim, who is now safe and sound. That must be really

amusing to see."

I'll have to let you down. I'll never waste my energy

and adjusted

his tongue. He did not clap back at

had regained

Schmidt!" Carl hurried over to

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Mr. Schmidt?" Josh taunted. "There's only one Mr.

the company. But I'll generously allow you to indulge in your

out a hanky and absentmindedly wiped his

sewer rat, ruling over your

then tossed the hanky near Jameson's feet and marched

been offended by Josh's previous insults, but Josh's final remark

His glasses could no longer hide the menacing look in his

he owns the company just because of a minor

cursed on

Tsulu

his teeth furiously and

a long stainless

to have this. It just

took the box and held