Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Cyrus looked toward Angelina, and she returned his gaze.

Angelina became even more upset. She questioned Cyrus in a low voice, "Were you the one who invited Mr. Taylor over?"

Cyrus widened his eyes. With an innocent look on his face, he answered in a serious tone, "Are you pointing your fingers at me? I might be Winston's son, but I am not a traitor. My loyalty lies with Lyse!"

Angelina couldn't help but be amused by his quick-witted response. She whispered, "What should we do? Should I open the door?"

Cyrus put his hands in his pockets and scoffed. "If you don't open the door, my Dad will kick the door down."

Angelina was speechless.

She didn't dare to keep their big-shot guest waiting. She took a deep breath, then opened the door.

At that moment, the Taylor family's bodyguards filled the entire yard of their manor in a sea of black. Their presence was overbearing.

Winston was standing at the door with a frigid look on his face. Neil was behind him.

had his speech prepared mentally. He had even put up a stern expression on his

mind went

was also very surprised. He exclaimed, "Mr.

his head. "Hi,

Then, he took a huge step back and

whether to laugh or cry. He explained, "Mr. Taylor, you didn't go

lit up. He then asked

women. You should've told me earlier. If so, I wouldn't have

manner, "Dad, could

you know why I wanted to be a criminal investigator at Solana City? It was because I couldn't take your

the precious son of a wealthy family to have the same kind of troubles as a

I will go to whichever church you're at and

a friendly tone, "How old are you, miss? What's your name? Where do you work? Are your parents

the wedding gifts for his bride. You will