Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The Schmidt family had truly raised a bunch of maggots that were rotten to the core.
"N-No... It's not... It's not true."
Daisy's face turned crimson, as if all the blood in her body had gathered in her face. She almost hysterically shouted, "That
recording is fake! It's fake!
"I don't know any fortune teller... It's not me speaking in there! It's all fake! Someone is framing me!"
"Framing you? Ms. Daisy, please take a look at this. How do you explain this?"
The reporter held up his phone.
At that moment, all the reporters' phones in the room started ringing, causing a thunderous noise.
Everyone lowered their heads to look at their screens and saw a post suggested by Twitter. It was a video of Daisy meeting a
fortune teller privately. She was handing money to the fortune teller.
Even though the video was clearly recorded without her knowledge, it unveiled her underhanded actions entirely.
"Ms. Daisy!"
Just then, a bodyguard rushed up, pulling the stiffened Daisy down from the stage. "Mr. Josh sent me. This is bad. Come with
me now."
Before his words could settle, the doors of the hall burst open.

Cyrus led several police officers into the hall. He emitted a commanding presence with a serious look, causing everyone to hold
their breath.
"Police!"
Cyrus stared at Daisy with a sharp gaze and drew out his police badge. "Daisy Schmidt, you're under arrest for bribery, coercion
of women into prostitution, and illegal detention. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be taken as
evidence. Arrest her!"
Two police officers behind him stepped forward and cuffed the visibly shaking Daisy. One on the left and one on the right, they
escorted her toward the exit.
The majority of the media outlets present were broadcasting the conference live, and the viewership on their livestreams
exceeded tens of millions! It was bustling.
"Oh, my God! Is it that hard to live in a wealthy family? A wealthy heiress has to resort to running a brothel to make money? This
is too surreal!" "Could the Schmidt family be a fake wealthy family? They even pretended to be close to the Taylor family. How
shameless!"
"Hahaha! She deserved it! Look at Daisy's seal-like pose. It's exactly the same as when her husband was arrested! This couple
looks quite alike." "Disgusting! How could she do such despicable things? I suggest continuing a strict investigation into Schmidt
Group! There might be more shocking revelations!"
"Hey, did you notice that young police officer who came in first? Wow! He's so hot. He's like a model."
Cyrus pushed Daisy into the police car without covering her head or hiding the handcuffs on her wrists. She was exposed in front
of the public, allowing everyone to see that the rich did not have special privileges.

If the rich broke the law, they would be held accountable just like ordinary citizens.
Daisy was arrested, but this grand retaliation was far from over.
As Daisy was being taken away, the reporter, who had been passionately criticizing Daisy, went to an inconspicuous corner. He
removed his glasses, wig, and beard.
Once the elaborate disguise was shed, Xavier's face came into view. He tossed the props into the trash can and couldn't wait to
call Jasper. He was excitedly gesturing as he spoke.
"Mr. Beckett, did you and Madam see my performance at the press conference? How did I do?"
"Lyse said your acting was excellent. You'll be rewarded with a sumptuous dinner tonight."
Just then, Xavier clearly heard the sound of kissing through the phone. His face turned red in an instant.
"T-Thank you for the dinner, Madam!"