Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Winston's hand trembled when he held the glass of water. "It's time to get my will ready."

Feeling bitter, Neil stopped him. "Mr. Winston!"

"Nothing to worry about. All the business tycoons here and abroad do the same. They'll prepare their will at this age just in case anything happens." Winston stared at Neil solemnly.

He began, "Neil, I can't discuss this matter with my wives. They're too kind and gentle to accept it. I can't turn to my kids, too. I might appear rich and glamorous on the outside, but as their dad, I gave them a lot of trouble. I know what I have done.

"That's why I can only bring up this matter with you. You're the only one I trust."

Neil lamented, "But Mr. Winston, you said you'd like to see all your children married and settled down. You wanted a bunch of grandchildren."

Jesus. None of them will give me what I want." Winston sighed a

rang from an incoming call. He immediately picked up, and moments later, his expression fell. "Got

Winston inquired, "What's wrong?"

Neil announced, "Mr. Jameson is here.

ground his teeth as

you refuse to see him,

"Get him up here."

Winston, we can't read him. Besides, you've

on the table with a brooding look in his eyes. "He's not just Jameson Schmidt; he's the

immediately paid a visit to me at the office right after I had recovered. The visit is an attempt to snoop around. If I refuse to

minutes later, Jameson marched into Winston's office, looking dapper and confident