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 You have some nerve to work in media for receiving such slow and outdated information."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

would disturb Taty's academic life, so I've

never thought my protection toward my daughter had given David, that imbecile,

Everyone was dumbfounded.

thought Winston was sharp with

his daughter, Winston didn't give a damn about making the

plan to cover

you have even an ounce of conscience, let that individual face the consequences he deserves and apologize to my daughter! Otherwise, the Schmidt Group will become KS Group's foremost

He frantically took the remote and turned

ensured he followed through

for yourself. Your son's situation had blown out of proportion, involving Mr.Taylor's

could have intervened if that

matter. Even my higher-ups are aware.

me in an awkward position for offending Mr. Taylor. If the higher-ups knew about it,

"T-Talk my ass!"

belonged to Victor, he would have smashed it into

made his appearance on the news, the lovebirds,

late and took

her body. She sat on the chair in the

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

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

her well was an addiction he would never get rid

amazing at this. It feels so