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."

even dream about fucking her?" David licked his lips in a

have

grin from his face when he scrolled through

comments.

glass and snorted. "You're pretty optimistic, aren't you? I'm

the netizens

need them to tell me that I'm

Taylor has been dragged through the mud. I so love ruining the reputation of

respectable lady.

always acting like she's better, steering clear of

crying under the covers.

reputation! Make her

narrative. I don't need your reminder." Josh gave his brother a

and smirked pridefully.

Victor cried and hugged David,

family reunion.

said with a renewed

a great job! You met my expectations for you. What would the Schmidt

you?"

a humble smile, Josh remarked,