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.

though the video was clearly recorded without her knowledge, it

"Ms. Daisy!"

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

settle, the doors

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

"Police!"

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

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

media outlets present were broadcasting the conference live, and the viewership on their livestreams exceeded tens of millions! It

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

alike." "Disgusting! How

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

her head or hiding the handcuffs on her wrists. She was exposed in front of the public, allowing everyone to see that the rich did not have