All Too Late novel Chapter 82

Kathleen pursed her lips quietly.

Yvette was fuming. “We didn’t scold her. All we did was say a few words of truth.”

Coldly, Samuel remarked, “What truth could possibly come out of the mouths of dogs like you?”

Yvette was rendered speechless while Sandra froze.

“Mr. Macari, we know that she’s the third person who took Nicolette’s spot.” Yvette reminded, “Isn’t Nicolette your true love?”

Samuel’s eyes were glazed with a layer of frost. “Who do you think you are to have the audacity to say that you know who my true love is? It seems to me that the two of you are courting death.”

Yvette was stunned. Is Nicolette not Samuel’s true love? What does he mean?

Kathleen stared at the two sisters icily.

“Sam, do you really not remember this woman anymore?” inquired Kathleen as she lifted a finger to point at Sandra.

“Nope.” Samuel added disgustedly, “Why would I remember a random woman? I’m your man; can’t you be a little jealous?”

Sandra and Yvette were thunderstruck.

D-Did Samuel just say all that? How could he say such things?

“You don’t like them anyway, so why should I be jealous?” Kathleen found his question to be very confusing.

Samuel was displeased by her words.

“Do you really not have any impression of her?” asked Kathleen once more.

“No. Isn’t it annoying to ask this again and again? I only have eyes for you,” clarified Samuel, who was afraid of answering wrongly.

However, to be fair, he did indeed forget who Sandra was.

Kathleen turned to look at Sandra, whose face was pale as a sheet, and said flatly, “You spent so much effort back then, but he doesn’t even remember your name in the end. What a pity.”

At that, Sandra’s face became even paler.

“Kathleen, don’t cross the line,” fumed Yvette.

“I crossed the line?” Kathleen mocked, “It was you who insulted me first, saying that I’m a homewrecker b*tch. There’re surveillance cameras here; should we check the footage?”

Yvette felt guilty.

Kathleen coldly eyed Sandra. “I warned you just now that you should hold your sister back. Since you did not heed my words, don’t blame me for taking action.”

The latter panicked. “Kathleen, don’t you dare!”

“Sandra, why’re you scared of her?” The tactless Yvette added fuel to the flames. “She’s just a homewrecker who monopolizes the fact that she’s an orphan to garner sympathy and snatch someone else’s man. How shameless!”

Sandra wished she could slap her sister there and then. Shut up!

Kathleen sneered, turned to Samuel, and asked, “Sam, do you remember Wynnie throwing you a birthday party at home when you were twenty, and a lot of your coursemates were invited?”

The latter nodded with a frosty expression. “Yes. I was drunk that time.”

“That’s right.” Kathleen glanced at Sandra and went on, “This woman snuck into your room and wanted to take off your clothes.”

The blood instantly drained from Sandra’s face.

Samuel knitted his brows. “What did you say?”

Kathleen replied, “I saw it with my own eyes. It was I who stopped her. Otherwise, the person whom you would be married to right now would be her.” With a sigh, she continued, “I really regret stopping her.”

“Shut up,” commanded Samuel unhappily.

“You’re lying!” Yvette exclaimed in shock. “My sister would never do that!”

“She even knelt in front of me that time. In fact, I have footage of what happened. Do you want to take a look?” said Kathleen icily.

Yvette was stupefied.

“This matter was initially over long ago, but you brought this upon her.” Kathleen’s tone was gentle yet freezing cold. “It’s too bad that she has a sister like you who causes her trouble.”

“That’s impossible!” Yvette shook her head hard. “You b*tch—Ah!”

Sandra slapped her before the latter could even finish her words.

“Stop f*cking causing me problems!” Sandra was so livid that her insides hurt.

What would happen if the Sullivan family found out about this?

Yvette was dumbfounded by her sister’s action.