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.

recorded without her knowledge,

"Ms. Daisy!"

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

could settle, the doors of

hall. He emitted a commanding presence with a

"Police!"

women into prostitution, and illegal detention. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be taken as evidence. Arrest

Daisy. One on the left and one on the right,

conference live, and the viewership on their livestreams exceeded tens of millions! It

has to resort to running a brothel to make money? This is too surreal!" "Could the

couple looks quite alike." "Disgusting! How could she do such despicable things? I suggest continuing a strict investigation into Schmidt Group! There might be

officer who came in first? Wow! He's so hot. He's like

covering her head or hiding the handcuffs on her wrists. She was