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some nerve to work in media for receiving such slow and outdated information."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."

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Winston's expression was notably 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 are my everything. I've

kept Taty out of the limelight because she's younger and still in school.

"Both she and her mother prefer a low profile. I was concerned it would disturb Taty's academic life, so

I've never taken her to public events. Everything I say or do is to safeguard my youngest daughter."

"I never thought my protection toward my daughter had given David, that imbecile, the opportunity to

bully my daughter!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They thought Winston was sharp with his words.

Everyone knew how close Winston and Victor were. However, for his daughter, Winston didn't give a

damn about making the Schmidt family look good.

"My daughter had been utterly humiliated. The Schmidt Group can kiss their plan to cover it goodbye. I

will get to the bottom of this!"

Winston's eyes were bloodshot, and he nearly lost his composure on camera. Struggling to suppress

his boiling anger, he stared at the camera with gritted teeth. "Victor, if you have even an ounce of

conscience, let that individual face the consequences he deserves and apologize to my daughter!

Otherwise, the Schmidt Group will become KS Group's foremost adversary."

Victor was so enraged that he was breathing heavily. He frantically took the remote and turned the

television off.

He understood that Winston was a bold, ruthless, and capable individual. Winston always meant what

he said and ensured he followed through on his promises. This wasn't a mere threat. It was a clear

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declaration of war!

"Mr. Victor, you've seen it for yourself. Your son's situation had blown out of proportion, involving Mr.

Taylor's daughter, too. This is tricky business."

The captain shook his head helplessly. "I could have intervened if that live broadcast did not happen.

Now, the whole country has their eyes on this matter. Even my higher-ups are aware. If I work for you

again...

"Let's not talk about putting me in an awkward position for offending Mr. Taylor. If the higher-ups knew

about it, I might lose my position here. Why don't you talk it out with Mr. Taylor?"

"T-Talk my ass!"

If the television had belonged to Victor, he would have smashed it into pieces.

As Winston made his appearance on the news, the lovebirds, having enjoyed a passionate night at

Heightsnew Villa, woke up late and took their showers.

Alyssa only had a towel wrapped around her body. She sat on the chair in the bathroom and allowed

Jasper to help her blow dry her hair.

Her hair was as soft as silk and exceptionally thick. Jasper consistently invested a considerable amount

of time blow-drying it, and managing it required extensive effort in terms of combing and moisturizing.

However, Jasper never seemed bothered by the task. He found pleasure in the process and couldn't

resist the joy of taking care of her hair.

Taking care of her and treating her well was an addiction he would never get rid of.

"Hmm. You're amazing at this. It feels so comfortable."

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Alyssa was enjoying it so much that she squinted her eyes. "I'm about to fall asleep again."

"Then, sleep a little more, hmm?" Jasper leaned over and kissed her ear.

"I can't. Taty's matter isn't settled yet, and Dad is acting up again. I have no mood to sleep."

Alyssa scrolled through the comments on Twitter. Her lips curled into a slight smile. "Thankfully, Dad's

maneuvering had turned some comments in her favor. Now, more people are supporting Taty and the

Taylor Group in the comments, asking the Schmidts for an explanation."

"Taty is a good lady. I'm not surprised that she curried favor on the internet. Plus, Mr. Taylor had

exposed her as his daughter. This will shut down some of the bad comments. The situation seemed to

have gotten better." Jasper skillfully combed her hair like a professional.

"But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Cyrus told me yesterday that he could try his best to detain David.

However, if the evidence doesn't add up, that bastard will eventually be bailed." Alyssa bit her lip with

hatred.

"Don't worry, Lyse. The matter hasn't come to an end. Perhaps there is hope to turn things around."

Alyssa's phone rang the moment Jasper finished. She looked at the screen and saw an unknown

number.

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