Can’t Win Me Back

The netizens commented. "Alyssa Taylor performing surgery on David Schmidt? Why did she save that

scoundrel? Are they secretly dating or what?"

"I was right. The tycoons are all in it together. They benefit from each other, and Ms. Alyssa is no

different, even if she acts all righteous. Us peasants are the ones who ultimately suffer."

"Alyssa Taylor, I'm so disappointed in you. You've lost a fan! I am disgusted!"

"Hahaha! Josh, look at these comments. They're fucking explosive!" Crossing and swinging his leg,

David remarked, "One of them even suggested that I was dating Alyssa Taylor! Hahaha! I bet Jasper

Beckett would die of envy when he read it! Say, will he come at me tonight?

"Well, it'd be fucking awesome to date Alyssa Taylor. See her body? It must feel great fucking that ass!"

Josh, disturbed by David's vulgar speech, cut him off sternly, "Feel great? Can you even enjoy sex

now?"

"Why do you always hit me where it hurts?" David looked aggrieved.

"Alyssa is not an easy target. Do you even have the guts to mess with her? She might send you to

hell."

can't I even dream about fucking her?" David licked his

He wouldn't have even spoken to David if

from his face when

comments.

in his glass and snorted. "You're pretty

when the netizens are mocking

need them to tell me that

the mud. I so love

respectable lady.

she's better, steering clear of our

she's now crying under the covers. Josh, you should take advantage of

reputation! Make her the next Sophia

control the narrative. I don't need your reminder." Josh gave

and smirked pridefully.

favorite son, Victor cried and hugged David, putting on a cheesy

family reunion.

Victor said with a renewed look of trust and approval for

met my expectations for you. What would the

you?"

Flashing a humble smile, Josh