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."

you down. I'll never waste my energy on trashy people and

and adjusted his

not clap

had

Carl hurried over to Jameson, hushing when

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address you as Mr. Schmidt?" Josh taunted.

But I'll generously

out a hanky and absentmindedly wiped his hand that

rat, ruling over your

the hanky near

have been offended by Josh's previous

him. His glasses could no longer hide the menacing look in his

scoundrel think he owns the company just because of a minor success?" Carl

cursed on

get hold of a Tsulu resort development project? Look into this

his teeth furiously and ordered

Jameson a long stainless steel sanitization box

to have this.

He took the box and held it