Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The Schmidt Group tried to contain the incident with the live broadcast. However, David's reputation was as good as garbage. Everyone wanted to kick him to the ground and watch the Schmidt Group burn.

Plus, a lesser-known daughter of the Taylor family was the one who accused him. This added spice to the whole spectacle, increasing the popularity of the news by a mile.

If the news continued to garner popularity, the police would detain David until further notice.

Even Victor, setting aside his ego, went to beg the police station captain. However, at that very moment, Winston, the wealthiest tycoon, had become the latest hot topic. The news was being broadcast on the television in the office.

Surprisingly, Winston was being interviewed after cutting the ribbon at an opening event of a new project.

The reporter asked, "Mr. Taylor, during the live broadcast two days ago, the woman who claimed to be your daughter..."

"Claimed?"

Winston's face darkened instantly as he retorted rudely, "Which news agency are you from? You have some nerve to work in media for receiving such slow and outdated information."

Everyone was so intimidated by his authority that they didn't dare let out a breath.

The hand of the reporter who held the microphone started shaking.

"That is my daughter, the youngest in the Taylor family. Lyla, my third wife, is her mother."

somber. However, when he spoke of his youngest daughter, a rare warmth flickered in his sharp, eagle-like eyes. "Whether it's Lyse or Taty, they

prefer a low profile. I was concerned it would disturb Taty's academic life, so I've never taken her to public events. Everything

had given

Everyone was dumbfounded.

was

Victor were. However, for his daughter, Winston

had been utterly humiliated. The Schmidt Group can kiss their plan to

gritted teeth. "Victor, if you have even an ounce of conscience, let that individual face the

that he was breathing heavily. He frantically took the remote and turned the television

Winston always meant what he said and ensured

seen it for yourself. Your son's situation had blown out of proportion, involving Mr. Taylor's daughter, too. This

Now, the

higher-ups knew about it, I might

"T-Talk my ass!"

the television had belonged to Victor, he would have smashed

the lovebirds, having enjoyed a passionate night at Heightsnew Villa, woke up late

a towel wrapped around her body. She sat on the chair in the bathroom and allowed Jasper to help her blow dry her

a considerable amount of time blow-drying it, and managing it required extensive effort in