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Chapter 22

Samantha's POV:

I CARESSED my stomach as it grumbles. I want to eat a peanut. Damn! I'm salivating! I went downstairs with my messy hair, and I'm certain it looks like a bird's nest. While caressing my stomach, I went to the kitchen and found Jacob sipping a coffee. He was on his phone and because I was so silent and my steps barely make noises, he wasn't aware that I was behind him.

“Yes! Do everything, please! I need the informations asap. Yes, thank you,” he said to someone over the phone.

He was so serious, and he talked like some kind of authoritative boss. My forehead creased, but I immediately shrugged the thoughts when my stomach grumbled again.

“Samantha!” 

Jacob looked so shock as he noticed my presence. His face looked so worried about something, but I ignored it. Instead, I pouted. “I want peanut, Jacob.”

His forehead creased. “Peanut? You're allergic to peanuts, Samantha.”

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