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 ce 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 livingfortably 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 sess of our coboration 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 ss 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 myptop in the study. The password is—"


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    "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.


    Jamesonzily 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 ce 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 bying to see her."