Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The Schmidt family had truly raised a bunch of maggots that were rotten to the core.

"N-No... It's not... It's not true."

Daisy's face turned crimson, as if all the blood in her body had gathered in her face. She almost hysterically shouted, "That recording is fake! It's fake!

"I don't know any fortune teller... It's not me speaking in there! It's all fake! Someone is framing me!"

"Framing you? Ms. Daisy, please take a look at this. How do you explain this?"

The reporter held up his phone.

At that moment, all the reporters' phones in the room started ringing, causing a thunderous noise.

Everyone lowered their heads to look at their screens and saw a post suggested by Twitter. It was a video of Daisy meeting a fortune teller privately. She was handing money to the fortune teller.

without her knowledge, it unveiled her underhanded actions

"Ms. Daisy!"

a bodyguard rushed up, pulling the stiffened Daisy down from the stage. "Mr. Josh sent me. This is bad.

the doors of the hall burst

into the hall. He emitted a commanding presence with a serious look, causing

"Police!"

Daisy with a sharp gaze and drew out his police badge. "Daisy Schmidt, you're under arrest for bribery, coercion of women into prostitution, and illegal detention. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be taken as evidence.

cuffed the visibly shaking Daisy. One on

were broadcasting the conference live, and the viewership on their livestreams

wealthy heiress has to resort to running a brothel to make money? This is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be a fake wealthy

as when her husband was arrested! This couple looks quite alike."

came in first?

wrists. She was exposed in front of the