Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

After a belch, Simon grumbled, "Damn it! Do you really believe I would have willingly joined your ridiculous little party if I hadn't bungled the Sophia Kirkman case?"

He tugged on his tie and spat on the floor. "Just wait and see. I'll secure a perfect win at Sophia Kirkman's court hearing. You'll beg for my help then, and I won't even cast a look at you!"

As he reached for his phone to call an Uber, a group of hooligans sporting colorful patterned shirts under their suits approached him. Grinning, they wielded sticks and swiftly closed in on him.

"W-What are you doing?" Simon's eyes widened. He instantly sobered up.

"Can't you tell? We're here to rough you up." Just then, someone struck Simon's back with a stick, causing him to crumple to the ground.

who I am?" His bones seemed to have cracked under the pressure. Huddled on the ground, he continued shouting at them out of pride, "I'm an attorney—the legal counsel of the Beckett Group. The president of

think you're scaring? We're veterans. The prison is like our second home by now. Do you think that's going to intimidate us? We heard you're a scoundrel—an unscrupulous attorney who takes on any case. Well, today,

into a ball, Simon shielded his head as the four hooligans started beating him up. He begged, "Argh! I was wrong!

throughout his body. Bleeding from the head, he knelt and begged

from a luxury car.

in his mouth?" He followed up with

she responded, "That's

few seconds later, she added, "Sure. Why