Nemesis Game novel Chapter 67

Although Samantha Powell pretended very well, the moment she heard his words she broke out in cold sweat. Her heart beat heavily. She had never experienced such feeling of nervousness, tension and anxiety.

Did he know it was her trick? But why did he...

Her mind drifted and her jaw felt a sharp pain.

“Are you happy?” Ruben Knight’s eyes were burning hot.

He became captured unexpectedly by Samantha Powell today.

She challenged him again and again.

Samantha trembled and she tried to control her own emotions.

Ruben held the tip of her wrist, moved up and gripped her fingers tightly.

Her hand was wrapped by gauze and the moment he pressed her hand hard, she felt it was too painful to breathe.

Ruben had no pity, his eyes were like a cold viper gliding across her pale face.

“You must be very glad to have hurt her by using me? His voice was low but his manner was hard to be ignored.

Samantha felt stiff and her body became frozen; she said hoarsely, “and so what?”

Even in her extreme fear, she had no intention to continue to keep it secret anymore.

Her face was full of pride and rebellion, and at that moment she even made Ruben absent minded.

Like.

Very much like...

So high-profile and reckless was she, exactly the same as her who died.

He felt his heart was hit painfully, because he thought of Samantha.

He muttered, “Why...”.

He did not investigate the problem of her defaming Peyton Moore, but he showed a complex face.

Samantha only felt he was very ridiculous, “Why? Do you need to know why? This is the lesson to Peyton!”

Ruben pulled himself out of his memory and clamped her neck with his backhand. His eyes were shinning the light of cold blood.

“You’d better remember that I tolerate you and I indulge you, but that doesn't mean I don’t know the facts!” It should be Peyton who should be punished.

Samantha didn't expect the sudden action from him, she was pinched till her face turned white and her throat was aching.

She didn't struggle, but just lifted her eyes scornfully and the smile on her lips was provoking.

“Do you want.... what do you want?” her voice was dry.

Ruben’s fingertips were cold and they were nearly puncturing her flesh, “If there is a next time, I would get rid of your hands in person.”

Nobody even took advantage of him. Damn her!

At end of his words, he let go of his hand and slowly sat down on the other side of the table.

Samantha was like the fish without any oxygen, her pale and dry lips opened and breathed weakly. She pressed her chest uncomfortably and she couldn't stop coughing.

He said he would get rid of her hand because she had insulted Peyton once.

But Peyton had set her up so many times, yet he was still indifferent.

Why? She was disfigured by Peyton. Yet, Peyton was still fine.

She did not know where her courage came from and she growled at him with a crying voice.

“You can get rid of me, you’d better get rid of me! Let me burn into ashes like Samantha.

She rubbed her throat with her trembling hand, and her heart was twitching in pain.

She leaned on the window, looking at his cold expression. She felt miserable from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly she despaired.

Perhaps, she might not be able to fight with Peyton all her life.