Nemesis Game novel Chapter 44

Suddenly, Ruben stared at Samantha with cold eyes.

"Maybe Miss Powell is right. Some dogs just smell meat," he retorted drily.

Peyton sure knew who had bitten him.

Grabbing Ruben's arm, Peyton could sense that there was something between him and Samantha, and her eyes were filled with coldness.

Sure enough, she was a filthy woman, and she seduced Ruben.

Samantha sneered coldly, "Even dogs don’t eat rotten meat."

With that, she turned and walked away. This sarcastic remark went into Ruben's heart.

Rotten meat? Was she talking about meat or conscience?

Conscience...

The word flashed from his mind, and Samantha's sad eyes appeared in front of him without warning.

She lay in the rain and begged him again and again.

She was... She was pregnant with his baby at that time.

With a frown, Peyton was about to complain when Ruben threw her away. She was taken aback. "Ruben..."

Ruben, however, strode forward without looking back.

Why would he always think of Samantha?

She was dead.

Clenching her teeth, Peyton followed him, not intending to give Ruben and Helena a chance.

She managed to kill Samantha, so there was no way for her to give Ruben away.

The party came to an end as Ruben and Samantha had both left. Without heading to the Knight's, Samantha squatted in a place downstairs of the hotel, fumbled for a cigarette and lit it up.

In fact, she was addicted to smoking. She didn't want to be so degenerate, but she couldn't resist the pain.

After finishing a cigarette, she gathered her long hair, which had been disturbed by the wind. Then she hailed to a taxi and went to the Knight's house.

On the other side.

Peyton and Ruben returned to the Knight's house at the same time.

"Ruben, could you slow down. You drink," said Peyton, who felt that Ruben was not in a stable mood, and he was so indifferent.

She had no idea why she hadn't gone any further with him since Samantha died.

On the contrary, she felt that Ruben was becoming more and more strange to her. Although he would be very kind to her, he would cater to her every desire.

But she just couldn't feel his tenderness.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, it was quiet in the huge house, and the living room was brightly lit, lighting up the dark villa.

Peyton helped Ruben to the living room. When she saw the beautiful woman sitting on the main seat, she was at a loss.

"Aunt, when did you come back? " Peyton asked in panic.

The old Mrs Knight, who lost her husband in her early years, made great contribution to today’s Ruben.

Although The old Mrs Knight was nearly middle-aged, the years left no trace on her. She was very beautiful and has extraordinary temperament.

But her eyes were too sharp, with coldness and shrewdness, devoid of any softness.

The old Mrs Knight gave Dillon a look, and Dillon went to help Ruben.

"Miss Peyton, what would you like to drink?" The old Mrs Knight asked coldly, pulling the lid with her long white fingers.

Peyton's heart beat faster and she said, "Thanks, I'm not thirsty."

The old Mrs Knight's aura was no less than that of Ruben. At this time, although Ruben was semiconscious, he was still sober when he heard the old Mrs Knight's indifferent voice.

"Dillon, some tea for the lady," ordered the old Mrs Knight without giving Peyton a chance to refuse.

Peyton only felt flattered as the old Mrs Knight had been cold to her when she saw her before. Why did she serve her tea today on her initiative?

Dillon brought a cup of hot tea, Peyton quickly took it, and it was so hot that she immediately put it down.

"Hold it." Mrs Knight, sitting in the main seat, spoke coldly.