Samantha’s world had collapsed.
Everything she’d spent years building—
Her reputation.
Her ambitions.
Her carefully crafted image.
Her future.
It all came crashing down in a single night.
The life she’d fought so hard to create had been reduced to rubble.
Yet she still couldn’t accept it.
How could Ryan possibly have never loved her?
It didn’t make sense.
He had opened countless doors for her.
When she wanted to expand her network, he’d introduced her to influential investors and hospital executives.
When she struggled to get into New York University, he’d quietly pulled strings to make sure her application reached the right people.
When her reputation suffered after the antiques controversy, he’d financed a charity gala that put her back in society’s good graces.
When her doctoral dissertation hit a dead end, he’d arranged for Professor Max to review and help restructure her research.
When the Taylor family tried to destroy her career...
Ryan had intervened.
When Victoria spread rumors to ruin her...
Ryan had made sure she disappeared from Samantha’s professional life.
When Samantha wanted to invest in Sky High and secure a stake in the G.S Biotech Initiative...
Ryan had personally negotiated with the company’s board.
He had done so much.
So many impossible things.
How could a man do all of that...
Without loving her?
Even Rose found herself frowning.
After everything that had happened tonight...
Why was Samantha still desperate for an answer that no longer mattered?
Yet...
Rose couldn’t help glancing toward Ryan.
Throughout the entire evening, his expression had barely changed.
He had watched Samantha’s downfall without the slightest trace of hesitation.
It sent a chill through her.
From anyone else’s perspective, Samantha’s conclusion seemed reasonable.
If Ryan had never cared...
Why would he have spent years helping her?
But Rose also knew something Samantha didn’t.
She knew exactly what Ryan looked like when he truly felt nothing for someone.
She had lived through it.
For seven years.
His indifference could be colder than hatred.
Ryan looked at Samantha.
A faint smile touched his lips.
"My feelings aren’t that cheap."
His voice was calm.
"You’ve underestimated me..."
"And dramatically overestimated your importance."
The words landed harder than any slap.
Samantha stared at him in disbelief.
Her lips parted.
No sound came out.
For the first time...
She truly understood.
Everything she’d believed.
Every fantasy she’d built.
Every hope she’d clung to.
Had existed only inside her own mind.
Private security escorted Samantha out of the Hotel.
Hundreds of eyes followed her.
Her makeup was ruined.
Her hair hung in disarray.
Every trace of dignity had disappeared.
Yet not one person stepped forward to help her.
Not one.
Within minutes, conversation slowly resumed inside the ballroom.
Champagne glasses clinked.
A jazz quartet began playing again.
Guests smiled politely as if nothing extraordinary had happened.
No one openly discussed the scandal.
No one dared ask the Knight family questions.
The unspoken consensus was obvious.
Ryan Knight and Samantha Hill had never been romantically involved.
The Knight family had preserved its reputation.
As far as New York’s elite were concerned...
The matter was closed.
Rose watched the ballroom return to normal.
She couldn’t bring herself to feel any satisfaction.
Because she understood something far more unsettling.
Tonight had never simply been about exposing Samantha.
It had been an execution.
The moment Edward Knight returned to New York, he summoned Samantha to appear before him.
He hadn’t argued with her.
He hadn’t defended anyone.
He hadn’t even acknowledged the baby she claimed to be carrying.
Instead...
He systematically dismantled her life.
Her career.
Her credibility.
Her family’s reputation.
Every escape route.
Gone.
By the end of the evening, Samantha wasn’t merely disgraced.
She had become someone no one in their social circle would ever touch again.
Every lie she’d told had been reframed as the delusions of a desperate woman chasing the Knight family.
No one believed a word she said anymore.
And in the process...
Edward had removed every stain from the Knight family’s name.
Rose felt her fingers grow cold.
Seven years ago, she’d already witnessed how ruthless Edward Knight could be.
Tonight reminded her that she still hadn’t seen the full extent of it.
He wasn’t cruel because he enjoyed cruelty.

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