She seemed to have something in mind, Peyton Moore’s gaze turned sinister.
"Is tomorrow night Patriarch Baker's birthday banquet?" She asked her assistant.
"Yes, the Moore family has already received the invitation."
Peyton suddenly showed an evil smile. She reached out to touch her swollen and red face.
"Hehe" She sneered. Helena Powell had slapped her twice and she must pay for the price!
Now Patriarch Baker was back, let’s see how Gabriel Baker could be arrogant.
She wanted the scandal between Samantha Powell and Gabriel to become a fact.
…
Samantha was removing her makeup in the dressing room. Clara Fraser passed her phone to her.
“Someone is calling you.” Clara glanced at the phone number which was flashing on the screen.
She didn’t take the liberty to answer the phone as she knew Samantha was concerned about her, who was placed by Gabriel to her. That's why she wouldn’t do something that she shouldn't do.
Samantha stunned for a moment and took a look at the phone. She was very familiar with the phone number, and she held the phone tightly.
“Hello, this is Samantha speaking.” Samantha calmed herself down and said with a cold tone.
A man’s low and cold voice rang out from the other side of the phone, “I’m now at the entrance of the studio. I’ll give you five minutes.”
Feeling the man’s domineering manner, Samantha’s heart began to sink.
Why Ruben come to the studio at this time? Was it because he knew that Peyton had been beaten, so he came and asked about it?
She wanted to say something else, but the call was cut off.
She had no choice, no matter Ruben was here with what reason, she had to go.
If she didn’t get close to him, how could she capture him?
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
She didn’t tell Clara where she was going, just told her she had something to do tonight and had to go first.
She went out and saw the familiar car had parked under the tree not far from the studio.
She looked around like a thief, and then quickly opened the door and got into the car.
She sneered in her mind. Why she felt like they were cheating?
However, the man in this car was her legitimate husband.
How did she get this nervous feeling?
Samantha opened and closed the door in a clean action.
“What are you looking at?” The man didn’t have much expression, and he didn’t look domineering at all.
Samantha glanced at him and snickered, "What am I looking at? Of course, is to see if anyone saw us ... I don't want to be targeted by Peyton's fans again."
Hearing Peyton's name, Ruben's gaze had a change.
"You're already notorious, and will you still worry about this one more charge?" His thin lips curved up in a nice arc and looked indifferent.
Samantha bit her lower lip and spoke teasingly, "That's right, Peyton is so powerful. If she knew I had anything to do with you, I'm afraid I’ll be killed by her."
Ruben paused and turned his head to look at her deeply.
"Isn't that what you want?"
He finally knew whom her hostility was directed at.
Could she be deliberately approaching him for Peyton?
What exactly she wanted to do?
Samantha's heart skipped a beat. Noticing the Ruben's suspicion and scrutiny, she smiled, "I don't know what Mr. Knight is talking about. I don't understand a single word you're saying."
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