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.

clearly recorded without her knowledge, it

"Ms. Daisy!"

the stage. "Mr. Josh sent

his words could settle, the doors of the hall burst

a commanding presence with a serious look, causing everyone to

"Police!"

women

him stepped forward and cuffed the visibly shaking Daisy. One on the left and one on the right, they escorted

live, and

money? This is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt

This couple looks quite alike." "Disgusting! How could she do such despicable things? I suggest continuing a strict investigation into

came in first? Wow! He's

into the police car without covering her head or hiding the handcuffs on her wrists. She was exposed