Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Daisy's face was twisted with a hideous expression. She stared fixedly at Jameson's delicate yet detestable face.
"Help me? Haha! They're animals! But Jameson, aren't you one as well? Yes... You're worse. You're a damn viper. You're even
more vicious!"
Jameson showed no signs of anger. Instead, his smile deepened. "I may not be a saint, but even beasts show some affection for
their offspring. I have always been reluctant to be too harsh on my family. So, I want to help you, Daisy.
"Also, besides me, who else cares about you? In this place where not even a glimpse of daylight is visible, do you believe people
regard you as a member of the Schmidt family?"
Seeing Daisy's strong resistance to his so-called "help", Jameson dealt a lethal blow.
"Daisy, think carefully. Your current miserable situation is all because of whom?"
Daisy's anger surged. She shouted hysterically, "It's the Taylor family! They're retaliating against me. That bitch Alyssa is
definitely involved!"
Jameson smirked, shaking his head. "After all, you went after Winston's daughter. He spared your life for the sake of the
decades of friendship between our two families. But isn't the root of all this caused by David?"
"David..." Daisy's mind buzzed.
She had been thinking only about the Taylor family these days. She had forgotten that coward.
"The Taylor family sought retaliation because you fell for David's instigation. If he hadn't let his dick do the thinking and be so
arrogant, you and Timothy would have been living days of honor and glory.

"He's wrecked it all. Since the press conference to your arrest, did he step up to speak a word in your defense?
"He went along with the flow, letting you take the fall while he continued living comfortably under the protection of the Schmidt
family. Can you swallow this humiliation? Even I find it hard to watch, Daisy."
Logic could convince, but only emotion could motivate.
At this moment, Daisy quieted down, showing signs that she had begun to think. Nevertheless, the bitterness in her eyes
became even more apparent. "What do you want to do specifically?"
"The success of our collaboration hinges on the sincerity you bring to the table." Jameson elegantly crossed his legs. Now, the
initiative was in his hands.
Daisy's eyes turned a terrifying shade of red. Between gritted teeth, she said, "I want David... to die!
"Death is meaningless. If he dies, it's all over. He won't suffer."
Jameson suddenly approached the glass with a sinister smile on his face. "You need to make him utterly miserable. Ensure he
despises you every day he's alive yet remains helpless. That would be satisfying."
"I have... David's dirt. It's in the encrypted folder on my laptop in the study. The password is—"
"No need for the password."
Satisfied with the result, Jameson stood up leisurely. He disdainfully looked at Daisy's face, which was filled with hatred. "These
so-called encryptions are nonexistent in my eyes."

When Jameson came out of the detention center, Carl immediately greeted him.
Jameson lazily stretched out his hands. Seeing that, Carl hurriedly squeezed hand sanitizer into his hands and sprayed air
freshener all around him.
"It's smelly and disgusting there. Not a place for humans."
Frowning, Jameson kept rubbing his hands, revealing his mysophobia side again. "But it seems suitable for a maggot like Daisy."
"You've already shown her enough respect by coming to see her."