Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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After a belch, Simon grumbled, "Damn it! Do you really believe I would have willingly joined your

ridiculous little party if I hadn't bungled the Sophia Kirkman case?"

He tugged on his tie and spat on the floor. "Just wait and see. I'll secure a perfect win at Sophia

Kirkman's court hearing. You'll beg for my help then, and I won't even cast a look at you!"

As he reached for his phone to call an Uber, a group of hooligans sporting colorful patterned shirts

under their suits approached him. Grinning, they wielded sticks and swiftly closed in on him.

"W-What are you doing?" Simon's eyes widened. He instantly sobered up.

"Can't you tell? We're here to rough you up." Just then, someone struck Simon's back with a stick,

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causing him to crumple to the ground.

Coughing, he growled, "Do you know who I am?" His bones seemed to have cracked under the

pressure. Huddled on the ground, he continued shouting at them out of pride, "I'm an attorney—the

legal counsel of the Beckett Group. The president of the Schmidt Group is my good friend too! Lay a

finger on me, and you'll be as good as dead in Solana City. I'll make sure you end up behind bars."

"Hahaha! Who the fuck do you think you're scaring? We're veterans. The prison is like our second

home by now. Do you think that's going to intimidate us? We heard you're a scoundrel—an

unscrupulous attorney who takes on any case. Well, today, we're serving justice. Beat him up!"

Curling into a ball, Simon shielded his head as the four hooligans started beating him up. He begged,

"Argh! I was wrong! Please spare my life!"

In a matter of minutes, he suffered fractures throughout his body. Bleeding from the head, he knelt and

begged for mercy.

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Not far away, Nathan Waters leaned against the car window, observing the scene from a luxury car. He

recorded the beating while chuckling. Then, he sent the video to Colene.

"How's this, Ms. Colene? Want something more? Like, say, defecating in his mouth?" He followed up

with two cute emojis, completely deviating from the image of the Ivory Gang leader.

Shortly after, she responded, "That's disgusting."

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A few seconds later, she added, "Sure. Why not?"

"Got it, Ms. Colene!"

Nathan waited and waited, but Colene didn't respond anymore. Reading her texts repeatedly, he smiled

affectionately and pouted. "Hmph. Why didn't she bother to chat with me? She's still as petty as ever."

Five days had passed in the blink of an eye, and many things unfolded. Winston, who went on his way

to look for Alyssa, was ambushed by Jonah and Axel halfway.

No matter how he questioned his sons, they refused to disclose Alyssa's whereabouts. However, they

insisted that Alyssa was safer with Jasper than with anyone else.

In his six decades of life, he had presumed his children would heed him, yet they ended up opposing

him. That did not sit well with him at all.

At the same time, the Schmidts grappled with their own set of challenges.

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