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 You have some nerve to work in media for receiving such slow and outdated information."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 youngest daughter, a rare warmth flickered in his sharp, eagle-like eyes. "Whether it's Lyse or Taty, they are my everything. I've kept Taty

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

had given David, that imbecile, the opportunity to bully

Everyone was dumbfounded.

was sharp

daughter, Winston didn't

utterly humiliated. The Schmidt Group can kiss their plan to cover it goodbye.

you have even an ounce of conscience, let that individual face the consequences he deserves and apologize to my daughter!

He frantically

Winston was a bold, ruthless, and capable individual. Winston always meant what he said and ensured he followed through on his promises. This wasn't a

Victor, you've seen it for yourself. Your son's situation had blown out

his head helplessly. "I could have intervened

has 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

"T-Talk my ass!"

had belonged to Victor,

news, the lovebirds,

up late and took their

chair in the bathroom and allowed Jasper to help her blow

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

bothered by the task. He found pleasure in the process and couldn't resist the joy

was an addiction he would

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