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

adjusted

Josh replied, clicking his tongue. He did not clap back at Jameson because he was in a

he had

over to Jameson, hushing when he

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everyone address you as Mr. Schmidt?" Josh taunted. "There's only

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

and absentmindedly wiped his hand that patted Jameson on the

rat, ruling over your men

hanky near Jameson's feet

Josh's previous insults, but Josh's final remark had

His glasses could no longer hide the menacing look in

that scoundrel think he owns the company

cursed on

he suddenly get hold of a Tsulu resort development project?

teeth furiously and ordered

long stainless steel sanitization box with

to have this.

tighten. He took the box and held it