It was well after midnight by the time two guards rudely took Catherine into a car and drove her to her apartment.
"Who are you? Let me out! Otherwise, I'll take you to court!"
Upon hearing this, the two guards paused before shutting the car door on her. They sneered, and one of them said, "We are working for Mr. Shao. So you can go right ahead and take us to court, it won't be a problem for him. Haha!"
The door of the apartment was ruthlessly shut and they left her there. She looked around her apartment, clenching her fist angrily.
'Samuel and Ella, those two meddlers!' she thought indignantly.
So this was their revenge. Her reputation as a lawyer had been eviscerated, and she had become utterly isolated from her friends and family. She craved more than anything to get away from that life, but Samuel kept pulling her back in.
'Well, now that they have me, I might as well take my own life. If I am going down, I would take you two with me.' Catherine thought with inexhaustible anger.
She took out her phone out and made a call. "I need one last favour... It's not much, but I'll give it all to you. I know you guys are being monitored. Must be Samuel's doing. I can help you kill him! You don't have to do it yourself!"
Sitting in the sofa, Catherine's eyes were bloated with anger. She anchored her nails into the side of the sofa as she spoke.
At the Shaos' old house.
It was already one o'clock, and Samuel was answering his last email.
He got up, turned off the light, and walked out of the study. He ran into Ella who was just looking for him.
"Honey, why aren't you asleep?" Samuel hugged her, and held her up as he approached the bedroom.
"Samuel, cut it out! Our parents are here." Ella didn't want anyone to see what they were doing.
But Samuel didn't relent. He lowered his head and kissed her.
Much to Ella's surprise, the door creaked open, followed by an exclamation.
"Oh! Sorry! I'm just passing by to get some water, don't mind me." Viola rapidly walked downstairs, pretending not to have noticed what was happening.
Feeling her cheeks come alive with embarrassment, Ella immediately slithered free from Samuel. "How embarrassing!" she lamented, walking into the bedroom.
Samuel followed her. He replied in a nonchalant manner, "Yeah how embarrassing."
Ella was speechless.
She suddenly turned around and slapped him on the chest.
"Oh! It hurts. Ella not so hard... Mmmmm." Samuel started to make noise, but he was stopped by Ella immediately.
"Samuel, Samuel, what are you doing? Shut up!" It was late. What was he doing making such noises?
Samuel smiled, taking her in his arms and carrying her to the bed. "Ella, I have something to ask you."
Samuel pulled the quilt over her and himself. He moved close and hugged her.
"Go ahead."
"I always felt that Jane looked like someone I knew, but it eludes me. Maybe...... Does she look like her father who I may know by any chance?" But none of his friends passed by in recent years except the elders.
He was sure that Jane's father was not very old. Ella wouldn't have had a baby with an old man.
Ella nodded unexpectedly, "Yes, you do know her father."
"Who is he?" Feeling envious, he planned to ask the P.I. to dig up the father's grave just to desecrate it.
"You!" Ella replied promptly, with a serious look in her face.
Samuel was slightly caught off guard, thinking it was a joke. He joyfully replied, "Haha very funny. I meant Jane's biological father."
Ella tried to explain, but found it difficult.
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