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

"Ms. Daisy!"

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

could settle, the

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

"Police!"

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

and cuffed the visibly shaking Daisy. One on the left and one on the

media outlets present were broadcasting the conference live, and the

make money? This is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be a fake wealthy family? They even pretended to be close to the Taylor family. How

looks quite alike."

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

pushed Daisy into the police car without covering her head or hiding the handcuffs on her wrists. She was exposed in front of the public, allowing everyone to see that the rich