Can’t Win Me Back

"Motherfucker! Back you up?" David blurted the most insulting vulgarity he could think of. His eyes

became bloodshot.

"Jameson, I can't believe that you even brought this up, you son of a bitch! Josh and I are blood

brothers, at the very least. He had watched over me when we were young.

"You're just a bastard child that that bitch gave birth to after cheating with the bodyguard. Don't you feel

ashamed for coveting our family's wealth?"

Carl glared at David and tightened his fists as he watched David spew vulgarities.

Jameson, on the other hand, maintained a faint smile on his face. It was as if he was completely

unbothered by anything David was saying.

"You set me up. You exposed those frivolous matters between me and those women. If it weren't for

you, I wouldn't be the subject of the police's investigation. I wouldn't have ended up in this situation

otherwise! The real instigator is you! It was all you, damn it!"

"David, do you think that I'm truly the instigator?"

Jameson adjusted his gold-framed glasses. In a nonchalant voice, he continued, "Since young, you've

always looked up to Josh. Do you think that he really is someone who values brotherhood? Did he

really have nothing to do with how you landed in this plight?"

"Jameson, are you still trying to sow discord between us? How could you stoop so low?" David's every

breath was filled with hatred toward Jameson.

"It's true that I'm not fond of you. But at least I have never used you. Never ever have I wished death

upon you." Jameson looked at him helplessly. "I just want to claim back what's mine."

was alerted. He could tell that Jameson was

wasn't such a thick person

the detention center for a number of days

one question over and over. And it is the question of

murder-for-hire.

you want to know who

day?"

didn't trust him, he still wanted to get

slowly.

a stack of photographs in

through them. At once, it was as if a

were ringing, his eyes were

He works under Josh. He reached out to

found that there was a deposit of

too bad that the deposit came from an offshore bank account. Thus,

identity. That said, I think the answer is obvious from

at the photos, then smirked

in his hands. Redness filled his eyes. "That's

could... Why would Josh."

"Treat you like that?"

curved his lips into a mocking smile. He

but he never did all that because you were

to think highly of

that Madison woman had already decided to swap sides. She had decided

stand and accuse you of sexual assault. He had no

to resort

risk involved, though. It would be fine if things

he still needed someone to take the

He used my people to get things done for me? Then, he could push the blame on me if

plan fell through?"