Nemesis Game novel Chapter 96

At this moment, Samantha's breathing stopped.

She looked at him dumbfounded, her hands suddenly balled into fists. She looked his profile with horror and shock.

These two emotions mingled in her chest. She was so shocked that she couldn't say anything...

What did he say?

Samantha? Mateo actually said she was like herself?

Mateo...Did he know her before?

At this moment, doubts were beginning to cloud her mind. He actually knew her, she felt incredible.

She felt her heart beat faster frantically again, as if it was about to jump out of her body in the next moment.

Her teeth were chattering, she was tongue-tied. She said unbelievably, "You...say you...know... Samantha?!"

So many thoughts whirled around in her mind.

Mateo gave a charming smile. He stroked her hair and sniffed lightly.

"Yeah, I know her." He smiled thinly. His eloquent eyes were filled with deep sorrow and his voice was low and sad, "but she is dead..."

When reminding of her death, his breath was coming in short bursts. His face was full of pain.

The person he loved was killed by Peyton and Ruben.

She loved being pretty, but finally she was burned to ashes.

She also was imprisoned for seven years and finally was abandoned by everyone.

But that was okay.

He was back.

He wanted all those who bullied her, humiliated her, and hurt her to pay the price.

Peyton and Ruben, even the Moore family.

He will never let them go! They deserved to die because they owed her!

But he still was overcome with grief. He had accomplished both success and fame now, but he can't protect his Samantha.

If she could come to life, he can give up the fame and fortune.

Samantha’s face was also pale, and she couldn't react.

What was going on?

Why didn't she remember that she had ever met Mateo?

If she had met him, she must know him.

She tried to recall, and she was even sure she hadn't lost her memory.

She thought a while, but she still couldn’t get the answer.

She had never seen Mateo.

If she had ever seen him, she would not forget him.

Why would Mateo show such a painful expression because of her death?

As if the dead person was his best friend, or to be more precisely, as if his lover.

The air was so depressed that she couldn't breathe. Samantha tried to contain her own feelings.

"So you actually know her? Do you think I look like her?" She looked up to meet his eyes.

Mateo's face was grey and bloodless. He took off his sunglasses and looked at her with his beautiful eyes, as if he was really studying the difference between her and Samantha.

"Yes, your eyes are very similar." Mateo smiled gently, and the pain and sorrow in his eyes had disappeared. The sunlight shone in his eyes and his eyes gleamed in the sun.

Samantha also laughed, "You lied to me."

Mateo didn't speak anymore.

They were originally the same person. Even if she had plastic surgery, her eyes would not change.

But Samantha couldn't tell Mateo that she was Samantha. The fewer people knew she had a facelift, the safer she was.