Ruben noticed the disdain in her eyes, and he scoffed.
“You know it well.” He smiled but his eyes weren’t smiling, “But you are looking for a fight!”
Samantha felt something choked her, her breath started to weaken but she still smiled brightly, “Mr. Knight, your temper is bad as always. You called me just so that you could lecture me? Lecturing me because of your fiancé? Are you done now? I’ll be taking my leave.”
“Stand there!” said Ruben coldly.
Samantha really stood there, loud and proud. She was waiting for him to say something.
“Mr. Knight, what do you want from me?” Samantha didn’t want to meet his eyes. She remembered the pain in her soul every time she saw him.
He owed her too much.
But he would never know because she didn’t love him anymore.
She died because she loved him. She was so exhausted, but for nought.
She was hurt so many times. She was disappointed again and again and she was in despair.
She didn’t care about anything else but revenge. They owed her the life of her child.
“What’s your relationship with Samantha?” Ruben asked coldly and clearly.
Samantha’s heart contracted, she could feel the oppressive aura coming from him.
She couldn’t breathe, but she said, “Mr. Knight, what are you saying? I’m just an internet star, I don’t know Mrs. Knight.”
Ruben’s eyes dimmed, “Really? You don’t know her?”
He didn’t believe her. Samantha died and Helena came out of nowhere and was targeting Peyton from the beginning. He couldn’t figure out their relationship.
They couldn’t be the same person, but why would Helena do what she did?
“Of course, I don’t know her. Even if I do, it’s none of your business,” she said cockily and arrogantly.
Ruben’s eyes turned frigid, and his deep eyes were snowy.
“You…” He seemed angry. He was about to say something but he was interrupted.
Peyton and her assistant got out. She smiled the moment she saw Ruben, “Ruben, why didn’t you tell me that you were coming to get me?”
Samantha glared at Peyton and jeered.
“Ms. Powell, what are you doing here? There’s a lot of rumours surrounding you recently, please keep your distance with Ruben and don’t cause him any trouble.” Peyton walked up to Samantha and glared at her.
Weird, didn’t Ruben come to get her? But he didn’t tell her.
Why was he with Helena?
They…
Peyton felt uneasy and she looked worried.
No.
Samantha the unlucky woman finally died, but Helena popped out of nowhere. She couldn’t let anybody threaten her position.
“What am I doing here? How about you ask Mr. Knight. Why? Did you think that I care enough to flirt with him?” Samantha smirked, she knew what Peyton was trying to say.
Peyton was losing face, “I didn’t mean that. You misunderstood.”
She then said, “I believe that you are not this kind of person and you have a partner already.”
Ruben glanced at Samantha and scoffed. Such a shameless person.
Why was she so similar to Samantha. Especially the way they spoke, so crude and crass.
Samantha couldn’t stand Peyton and her acting. She laughed and walked up to Ruben.
“No.” She shook her head, “It seemed like you don’t know me too well.”
“This is how I am!”
“What?” Peyton was confused.
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