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."

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

adjusted

clicking his tongue. He did not clap back at Jameson because

he had regained Victor's

hurried over to Jameson, hushing when he noticed

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address you as Mr. Schmidt?" Josh

the president of the company. But I'll

and absentmindedly wiped his

rat,

the hanky near Jameson's feet

Josh's

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

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

cursed on Jameson's

a Tsulu resort development project? Look into this

furiously and

Mr. Schmidt." Carl handed Jameson a long stainless steel sanitization box

to have this. It just arrived

chest tighten. He took the box