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 You have some nerve to work in media for receiving such slow and outdated information."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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his sharp, eagle-like eyes. "Whether it's Lyse

her mother prefer a low profile. I was concerned it would disturb Taty's academic life, so I've never

protection toward my daughter had given David, that imbecile, the opportunity to bully

Everyone was dumbfounded.

thought Winston was sharp

for his daughter, Winston didn't give a damn about

their plan to

camera with gritted teeth. "Victor, if you have even an ounce of conscience, let

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

ensured he followed through on

son's situation had blown out of proportion, involving Mr.Taylor's daughter, too. This is tricky

could have intervened if that live

their eyes on this matter. Even my higher-ups are aware.

the higher-ups knew about it, I might lose my position here. Why don't you talk it

"T-Talk my ass!"

television had belonged to Victor,

news, the

up late and took their

sat on the chair in the bathroom and allowed Jasper to

considerable amount of time blow-drying it, and managing it required extensive effort

the process and couldn't resist the joy

her well was an addiction

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