Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Josh fumed silently, his expression dark as midnight.
Josh had been raised by his father to become heir to their family since he was a child. He had never been so insulted in all his
years of doing whatever he pleased!
"You scoundrel, Jameson Schmidt!" muttered Josh under his breath.
Victor asked anxiously, "Since you have a plan already, when do you intend to set it into motion, Jameson?"
"I can help you clear the obstacles for the project right now. But what capacity would I be doing this in?" Jameson sighed. "I have
no shares in the company, which isn't a big deal, but I don't even have a position. How do I introduce myself when I go meet the
Kontinian officials? Do I tell them that I'm the fourth son of the Schmidt family?"
"That's easy to settle!" Victor clapped Jameson's shoulder and said, "I'll draft an official resolution tomorrow to make you
managing director of the company. You'll be able to participate in the board meetings from now on! If you can get our project in
Kontina up and running again, I'll give you all of Daisy's shares plus an additional five percent!"
Josh's eyes widened in utter shock. Yet, Victor was already putty in Jameson's hands. Victor was bound to fulfill Jameson's every
request so long as Jameson could get Schmidt Group out of the crisis it was in!
Jameson grinned happily. "Then you have nothing but my thanks, Dad."
The moment he finished speaking, Victor's secretary ran into the ward in a hurry. He cried out, "Bad news, Mr. Victor! Mr. David...
The police have arrested Mr. David!"
"What?" Both Victor and Josh were stunned.

Behind them, Jameson's lips curled into a smile.
David had still been in the middle of partying with some young models when he was arrested. He was high on both alcohol and
drugs and even assaulted the police, yelling, "I'm the motherfucking king of the world!"
So, another charge for assaulting the police was added to David's charges. He really was just as crazy as his sister.
David was in nothing but briefs when the police arrested him. So the police very politely let him march out of the Schmidt family
residence in nothing but said underwear.
"How dare you. What right do you have to arrest me? I did nothing wrong! I'm a fucking law-abiding citizen!" David yelled.
David fearlessly spouted nonsense because he was high on drugs. He couldn't control his facial expressions or how much he
was drooling.
The police officer chuckled at the sight but still said in a stern tone, "David Schmidt, you're under arrest for committing sexual
assault and hereby further charged with assault against a police officer!"
"Sexual... You've got the wrong guy! I've never assaulted anyone! I'm innocent!" David had regained some of his senses now,
though his features were still slack.
"Innocent? We have all the evidence needed to back up your crime. You've sexually assaulted more than ten women!" The
police officer was so angry he felt like punching David. "There's no way you're going to be let off without at least ten decades in
prison. Why don't you save your claim of innocence for the judge?"
David started quivering the moment he heard the word "prison".

Maybe it was the drugs he took that gave him the sudden burst of strength needed to shove the police officer away, or maybe
David had just broken down.
A startling scene unfolded next—David gritted his teeth and pushed his underwear down to his knees for all to see.
"I. I could never commit sexual assault! I'm sexually incompetent!"
All of a sudden, countless camera flashes and clicks erupted around David. His most private parts were exposed just like that,
and the reporters were all taking pictures of it!
David gaped in shock as his entire body stiffened in response. He hadn't realized there were media reporters around while his
mind was in a haze earlier!
He passed out seconds later.