Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

It was a dark and windy night. The moon was casting a dim and cold glow on everything beneath it.

As agreed, Cornelius arrived at the study on the second floor of Primrose Manor. Preston was already waiting there, as expected. His lonely shadow on the floor was like a ghostly figure that had returned from hell to seek revenge.

"Dad, I am your son, after all. I really never thought that you'd be so cruel toward me."

Preston sat languidly on the couch. He grinned sinisterly. "I have always been respectful toward you. I have toiled hard for the corporation too. Yet, you're kicking me out because I have become handicapped? Aren't you being too heartless?"

Cornelius suddenly sensed that something was wrong. He turned around to open the door but found that he couldn't pull it open!

"Stop wasting your energy. Without my permission, you're not taking a single step out of Primrose Manor." Preston put a cigarette between his lips. However, he remembered that he no longer had a hand to light his cigarette. So, he clenched his teeth and stuffed the cigarette back into its case.

"Caspian... Caspian!" Cornelius shouted for his secretary. His back was covered in sweat.

Then, the door opened.

"Mr. Cornelius, Caspian is here."

He shot Cornelius a sinister smile. Then, he flung Caspian's body in front of him as if he were a piece of rubbish. "It's a pity he could

was overwhelmed with fear and started to shiver all over. He felt faint. He roared at Preston, "How dare you murder

if I've gone insane,

fuss about? I'm sure that you've gotten lots of blood on your hands to expand Harper Group

you been playing the role of a dog for too long? Now that you're old, have you forgotten that you used

"Preston Harper!"

them onto the tea table. "Sign these. I'm no longer interested in your shares. Harper Group has turned to

your assets to me. If so, I will take our 50 years of father- son relationship

the blood drained from Cornelius'

of anything. He never yielded to anyone for the sake of his own survival. He had never allowed himself to be humiliated by his competitors just so

extensive family business in this chaotic world? How could he have become one of the four

had raised. It

at Preston. "You acted like a good son in front of me and stooped low for so many years. You're

to Landon! He is now the head of the Harper family. He