The awkward and heavy atmosphere was nicely resolved.
Mateo wasn’t embarrassed at all, he was relaxed and didn’t seem like he minded.
His open-mindedness and transparency were well-liked by Samantha. He couldn’t be a bad person.
Though fairly speaking, she just got to know him today, but they were so familiar with each other already. They could joke with each other without care.
She felt like she met a long-lost friend and it brought a sense of relaxation into her intense life.
“You are ugly no matter from which angle. The person who chose you as the leading character was either blind or stupid.”
Mateo glanced at her and wasn’t holding back.
Samantha thought about Gabriel who was elegant and gentle.
She slapped him on the shoulder and said pleasantly, “Well, you are wrong. The person who chose me as the main character was not only not blind and not stupid, but he was also way more handsome than you.”
Gabriel Baker, the suave third son of the Baker family.
He was a good-looking person and was comparable to the celebrities.
They were talking casually and got closer.
The hotel’s most expensive room was reserved, and the crew went into the room.
Samantha and Mateo waltzed slowly into the room, they had an arrogant look on their face and seemed to not care about the rest of the world.
Ruben sat at the main seat. Peyton was next to him and Director Solomon was on his other side.
Samantha saw the empty seat in the middle and felt awkward.
Peyton looked at her and provoked her with her eyes. Samantha then decided to sit down next to Peyton.
Provoking me?
Come on, I wasn’t afraid.
Mateo sat next to the director. The crew filled up the room, but nobody had a bigger presence than Ruben. They didn’t dare to speak.
“You are really shameless, constantly trying to humiliate me and Ruben.” Peyton smiled and said in a low voice.
Samantha held up a teacup strenuously and pursed her lips, “If I’m shameless, then what are you? You are the master…”
Peyton snorted, “Ha, you think you can taint my name? I’ll kick you out of the business the moment I become Mrs. Knight!”
“You’ll never have a chance.” Samantha clenched her fist. Her wound reopened and blood seeped through the bandage. She looked at Peyton who was all pleased with herself and said slowly, “You won’t have to wait until today if they really want to take you in.”
If Ruben really loved Peyton and wanted to marry her, nothing could stop him.
He didn’t care how people looked at him, but someone was hindering them.
And it was the old Mrs. Knight who lived overseas.
Ruben was a powerful man, but he was still very filial.
He would never go against the old Mrs. Knight’s wishes.
Peyton was stunned, she thought of the old Mrs. Knight and her being against their marriage. She growled, “Who are you to say that?”
“Better watch out, don’t get out of character. That won’t be nice.” Samantha looked at Peyton’s face which was twisting in hatred and laughed at her.
Peyton was going to put her foot down, but Samantha won this round again. She couldn’t do anything against her and was shaming herself instead.
After a quiet moment, the waitress served the dishes.
The atmosphere in the room was merry, people were enjoying the foods and drinks.
Director Solomon kept bothering Ruben. Peyton tried to show off her generosity and kept grabbing food for Samantha.
Samantha looked at the mountain of food on her plate. Her hand was hurting and she couldn’t use the chopsticks, but even so, she wanted to grab the food and throw it back to Peyton.
Was Peyton doing it on purpose? Samantha was allergic to yam. But it couldn’t be, Peyton didn’t know that she was Samantha.
Also, Peyton might not know that Samantha was allergic to yam.
“Let bygone be bygone. Helena, have this yam cake. It’s sweet and refreshing, and it tastes good.” Peyton smiled gently like an angel.
Everyone looked overhearing that Peyton was trying to be nice to Samantha, including Ruben who was busy the whole time.
He looked through the light and looked straight into her heart without effort.
He was deeply focused.
Samantha was taken aback, this wasn’t good.
People would think bad about her if she didn’t eat, but she would suffer an allergic reaction if she were to eat…
Fate was messing with her.
Finally, she gritted her teeth and grabbed the yam cake with her trembling hands.
“Thank you, it tastes good.” She swallowed it calmly looking indifferent.
The suspicion in Ruben’s eyes faded away, though he tightened the grip on the glass.
No way…
At the same time, Mateo was also looking at her. His sight was blurry.
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