Can’t Win Me Back

The Schmidt Group tried to contain the incident with the live broadcast. However, David's reputation was as good as garbage. Everyone wanted to kick him to the ground and watch the Schmidt Group burn.

Plus, a lesser-known daughter of the Taylor family was the one who accused him. This added spice to the whole spectacle, increasing the popularity of the news by a mile.

If the news continued to garner popularity, the police would detain David until further notice.

Even Victor, setting aside his ego, went to beg the police station captain. However, at that very moment, Winston, the wealthiest tycoon, had become the latest hot topic. The news was being broadcast on the television in the office.

Surprisingly, Winston was being interviewed after cutting the ribbon at an opening event of a new project.

The reporter asked, "Mr. Taylor, during the live broadcast two days ago, the woman who claimed to be your daughter..."

"Claimed?"

Winston's face darkened instantly as he retorted rudely, "Which news agency are you from? You have some nerve to work in media for receiving such slow and outdated information."

Everyone was so intimidated by his authority that they didn't dare let out a breath.

The hand of the reporter who held the microphone started shaking.

"That is my daughter, the youngest in the Taylor family. Lyla, my third wife, is her mother."

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in his sharp, eagle-like eyes. "Whether it's Lyse or Taty, they are my everything. I've kept Taty out of the limelight because she's younger and still in

concerned it would disturb Taty's academic life, so I've never taken her to public events. Everything I say or do

toward my daughter had given

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Winston was sharp with

knew how close Winston and Victor were. However, for his daughter, Winston didn't

plan to cover it goodbye. I will get to the

the camera with gritted teeth. "Victor, if you have even an ounce of conscience, let that individual face the consequences he deserves and apologize to my daughter! Otherwise, the Schmidt Group

so enraged that he was breathing heavily. He frantically took the remote and turned the television

he said and ensured he followed through on his promises. This wasn't a

son's situation had blown out of proportion,

shook his head helplessly. "I could have intervened if that

whole country has their eyes on this matter. Even my higher-ups are aware. If I work

Mr. Taylor. If the higher-ups knew about it,

"T-Talk my ass!"

had belonged to Victor, he would have smashed

his appearance on the news, the lovebirds,

late and took

her body. She sat on the chair in the bathroom and allowed Jasper to help her blow dry her

was as soft as silk and exceptionally thick. Jasper consistently invested a considerable amount of time blow-drying it,

found pleasure in the process and couldn't resist the joy of taking care

her well was an addiction he would never get rid

amazing at this. It feels so