Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 323

In the main hall, Jonah, Silas, and the properly dressed Cyrus welcomed Victor and his second son into their home, with Mandy and Colene by their side.

“Jonah, Silas! You both seem to grow more handsome with each passing day! Oh, pardon me, I should address you as the president and the prosecutor now!”

“Mandy, is this your youngest son? I remember him being a mischievous and adorable little boy the last time we met. He has grown into such a handsome young man! What is he working as?” Victor Schmidt, the chairman of the Schmidt Group, exchanged hearty handshakes with all the Taylor siblings.

“I’m a policeman. I’m working in the Criminal Investigation Unit,” Cyrus answered.

“Oh, you joined the police force?” Victor’s eyes flickered with surprise. To him, being a police officer was one of the least desirable positions, given the comparatively low pay and the inherent risks associated with the job.

More importantly, the career progression was limited. The best Cyrus could do was to become a Superintendent in Chief, which paled in comparison to inheriting the family business.

“Yeah, that’s Cyrus for you,” Mandy said, looking somewhat embarrassed. In truth, Cyrus’ choice of profession had been a source of concern for her.

Out of all the wives, Mandy came from the wealthiest family. While she had no intention of competing for a share of the Taylor Group’s assets, she had been raised to place great importance on family honor.

Naturally, she had high expectations for her children and hoped they would excel in their chosen fields.

one she had hoped for. He was determined to be a police officer, deviating from the career path she had envisioned. This weighed heavily on her

He’s

27. He’s a source of pride for the Solana City Police

chimed in.

First Criminal Investigation Division in the city and

not wanting the Schmidts to look down

brother.

young and successful!”

praise from his family, even more so than when he

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looked a little abashed. “I

Victor playfully ribbed Winston, stepping closer. “I invited horseback riding a few months back, and you turned me down, saying that you were busy.

you

for

riding, willing to drop anything to challenge me,” Winston quipped, a mischievous

because you couldn’t mount a horse anymore due to old age. Perhaps you