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."

with work or busy serving Jesus. None of them will give me what I want." Winston sighed a few times. "Now that I look at it, Lyse seems to

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

Winston inquired, "What's wrong?"

Winston." After a pause, Neil announced, "Mr.

teeth as his expression

refuse to see

"Get him up here."

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

water on the table with a brooding look in his eyes. "He's not just Jameson Schmidt; he's the president of the Schmidt Group. Things are different now. He's not someone I

me at the office right after I had recovered. The visit is an

into Winston's office,