Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Zoe sneakily raised a brow. "Of course, dear Uncle Preston."

"The board meeting is around the corner. Your grandpa will officially announce Landon's appointment as the president of Harper Group. After that, he and Lauren Beckett will get engaged.

"Hah! Your brother is successful in his career and relationship. I guess our show has come to an end." Preston shoved a cigarette between his lips and moved it up and down.

"Who said so? The show's about to start!" Zoe snorted.

"My dear niece, what do you have in mind?"

"An idea struck me. Perhaps we were working toward the wrong direction all along." Zoe lazily leaned against the headboard and suggested chillingly, "Landon Harper is a tough nut to crack. If so, why don't we work on Lauren Beckett instead?

"For one thing, she's dumb. She's been a loser since middle school and is easy to manipulate. All I need to do is to appeal to her conscience, convince her with facts, and explain the consequences. She'll change her mind about the engagement if she truly loves Landon."

Preston grinned widely. "Oh, appealing to her and convincing her? What a creative way to describe 'threatening Lauren Beckett!'"

"Gosh, all that matters is you understand my intention. But..." A troubled look crept up her face.

"Landon keeps that bitch under tight protection. I don't have her personal contact, and I can't get near her in any way, even if I have a brilliant plan."

send my men to monitor them. When she's alone at home,

don't think he can juggle everything.

work with you, Uncle Preston." Zoe flashed a conniving

Lauren awaiting him at home. He felt aroused just thinking of her adorable expression, bright eyes, tiny waist,

overstatement to say that Lauren was the source

hot and steamy kiss, even when Angelina

to him, accompanied by throaty moans. Her soft body pressed

good, and you taste so sweet." Landon reluctantly moved away from her moist lips and kissed

pursed her lips and

shy around me?" Landon lovingly pinched the tip of

asked me when you'd come home for a few times. Even I feel anxious. I nearly brought her to the office to look

the hem of

to get what he wanted. He placed an arm around Lauren's waist and insisted, "After we're married, you have to wait for me at home every day. Promise me that, in 10 or even 20 years, you'll still be as clingy as you

with it as long as you like it."

submissiveness was the wet dream

again. Thanks to Lauren, she had a chance to

him.

In the past, you never changed your clothes before dinner, and you'd never sit in