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After Mia walked out, Samantha soaked her handkerchief into the water and used it to wipe her gown, but the stains were still there since her gown was white in color. She ran her hands through her hair, not knowing what else to do. She wondered why Aiden's cousin would be this mean. It wasn't like she was even interested in the guy, so why was the lady all worked up? With a sigh, she walked out of the bathroom, trying her best to ignore the stains on her cloth. Her intention was to just go there and tell Aiden that she no longer wanted to have dinner. When she got there, Aiden's eyes went to her clothes. “Sam, your clothes are still stained.” “Yeah, I know,” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ears. “I'm so sorry, Sammy, I had no idea my clumsiness would be this…” Mia trailed off and sighed, giving Samantha an innocent expression. “I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad.” she pleaded, and Samantha couldn't believe this lady. She was acting like some sort of angel in Aiden's presence, but she was a witch and a bitch. Samantha forced a smile. “You don't have to worry about anything. I'll just-” Aiden stood up before she could complete what she was saying and removed his suit jacket. He was about to wear it for her, but she took a step back. “You really don't have-” He pulled her close and wrapped the suit jacket around her before looking up to meet her eyes. “I'll drive you home,” he muttered softly and picked up her purse. He intertwined their fingers and walked out of the restaurant with her. “Aiden! Aiden!” Mia called after him, but there was no response. She frowned deeply and tightened her fists around the chopsticks she was holding, breaking it in the process. She couldn't believe Aiden just walked away with Samantha and left her here. * When they got to the car, Aiden opened the car door for her. “I already told you that I'm fine and there is no need, okay?” she folded her arms. “Get in,” Aiden ordered, and her feet moved of their own accord. She had no idea how it happened, but she found herself seated in the car. Aiden closed the car door and walked over to the other side, taking the driver's seat. He leaned close and helped her put on her seatbelt before starting the car and driving off. Samantha would steal glances at him at intervals, and she took a deep breath, concluding that he was angry. “Aiden,” she called softly and he hummed. “You don't have to be angry at Mia for spilling wine at me. It wasn't her fault, you know.” she decided to defend the girl even though Mia did it on purpose. “I'm not angry. Everyone makes mistakes, right?” he looked at her briefly and she nodded before he returned his focus to the road. “I just noticed how uncomfortable you were with the stains on your clothes, and I could tell you wanted to leave, so…" he trailed off, knowing that she already understood where he was getting at. Samantha's mouth formed an 'O' shape, and she looked at him. “But why the cold attitude? You acted like you were angry. You even left your cousin in the restaurant.” she said and he chuckled softly. “You don't have to worry about Mia, she'll come around. Besides, she feels guilty of what she did, and driving her home with you would make her more uncomfortable. I'll send her driver to go pick her up. You don't have to worry about her.” Aiden assured her and Samantha nodded. She leaned her back in the car seat, her mind racing to what Mia had told her in the restroom. From the way Aiden was acting, it proves that he cares about his cousin, but she wondered if Aiden knew that the girl was obsessed with him and would literally do anything to get him. They got to her house and Aiden parked his car. Samantha was about to get down, but he spoke up. “Samantha, do you trust me?” he asked and her hand that was about to reach for the car door froze. She turned to look at him. “What do you mean? And where is that question coming from?” she asked, staring back at him. “I feel like you do not trust me. You chose to do things on your own, and you go through hard times on your own. I have always told you that I want to be there for you, but you keep pushing me away. You can't do this alone. I know you do not want to rely on anyone, but you can lean on me.” he tried to touch her, but she moved her hands away. “I never complained that I wouldn't be able to do anything by myself, Aiden. I'm healthy and capable of taking care of myself. I don't need anyone.” “The world doesn't work that way.” “And who are you to tell the world doesn't work that way?” she snapped. “Do you have any idea what I have been through? Do you think I would trust anyone after all I had to go through to come back to my senses?” she asked. He was about to talk, but she held up her hand. “Look, you might think you can help me, or you're perfect enough for me to lean on you, but I'm afraid I can't do that. I'll do this on my own. I wouldn't have even partnered with you if it wasn't for my father, and please stop acting like you're different from other men. You all are the same. Bunch of cheating backstabbers!” she snapped and got down from the car, slammed the car door shut and stormed into the house. Aiden's grip tightened on the car's steering wheel. “This won't do,” he muttered. Now he knew what her problem truly was, and with her like this, there was no way he would be able to win her over. The only way to keep her close so he wouldn't lose her was to have her close to eyesight, and he knew just how to do that.29.After Mia walked out, Samantha soaked her handkerchief into the water and used it to wipe her gown, but the stains were still there since her gown was white in color. She ran her hands through her hair, not knowing what else to do. She wondered why Aiden's cousin would be this mean. It wasn't like she was even interested in the guy, so why was the lady all worked up?With a sigh, she walked out of the bathroom, trying her best to ignore the stains on her cloth. Her intention was to just go there and tell Aiden that she no longer wanted to have dinner.When she got there, Aiden's eyes went to her clothes. “Sam, your clothes are still stained.”“Yeah, I know,” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.“I'm so sorry, Sammy, I had no idea my clumsiness would be this…” Mia trailed off and sighed, giving Samantha an innocent expression. “I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad.” she pleaded, and Samantha couldn't believe this lady. She was acting like some sort of angel in Aiden's presenc
28.Aiden tapped his feet on the floor numerous times as he awaited Samantha's reply to his invite. He would glance at his phone every second and Seth just sat, watching him."No reply yet?" Seth asked."It's been fifteen minutes. What's taking her so long? She read it and refused to say anything." he ruffled his hair."Be patient. Maybe she tapped on the message by mistake and hasn't glanced at her phone to see it." he tried to comfort Aiden, who just looked away.After two minutes, he stood to his feet. "If she isn't going to reply to my text, I'll just have to meet her face to face and get the answer out of her." Just as he was about to take a step, his phone beeped. He quickly checked it and his face lit up at her reply "She said yes!" he exclaimed happily, did a dance and turned around, walking out of the office with the car keys twirling in his hand.Seth wondered if it was a proposal because how can a man like Aiden be so happy because a lady accepted his invite to a dinner da
27.Samantha couldn't believe what was happening. She turned to Madame Dupont, who was daydreaming about her son's happily ever after with her in the picture.“Madame Dupont, I don't think this is necessary. Elvis and I-”“Nonsense,” she brushed off what Samantha was about to say. “I am not expecting you two to fall in love immediately, no. Love is a beautiful thing and as such, it takes a gradual process. From the way he looked at you, I know that he likes you. Once you two spend some time together, you'll see.” she smiled.Samantha raised an eyebrow. If she had known that things would turn out this way, she wouldn't have come to this woman's house. She would have requested they meet for coffee instead.With a sigh, she placed her cup of tea on the table gently and flashed Madame Dupont a smile. “I know this would come as a shock to you, but I am engaged,” she said, and the woman became quiet. “I know a lot of people may not know because it hasn't been announced yet, but I have someo
26.A DAY LATER..."When are you going to rest, Mrs. Salvador? You shouldn't be stressing yourself out like this. I don't know how much longer your body would be able to fight this." Doc. Mara, who was in charge of her health, spoke up, worry etched into her voice.She had come to complain about her headaches and body weakness, and the doctor had checked her only to realize that her condition wasn't improving a bit.Samantha sighed. "Doc, you do know the kind of work I do, don't you? It does not require me to just sit and do nothing. I have to be busy all the time, paperworks here and there, TV interviews day and night, not to mention the eyes of the press are always on me. I'm under a lot of pressure, you know." she complained."I know but it wouldn't bite to take a short break. During that period, you could hire a manager. That would make the work lesser for you. You wouldn't have to do tons of paperworks anymore." Doc. Mara advised her.Samantha massaged her temple. "I'll consider
25.Jessica sat down on the couch and took a deep breath. Samantha was right about everything. There were times she had wanted to put Estella in her place, but she felt the girl just needed to be loved. She recalled how Estella would cry herself to sleep every night and shut herself out from everyone during the day. There are times she would want to do the work of a mother, but Estella had always been hostile towards her from day one.She could still remember the incident that occured the first day she stepped her feet into the house.FLASHBACKYEARS AGOJessica walked into the mansion, her hands wrapped around Ray's arm. They had just tied the knot and he had insisted she moved into the house today. She had no idea he was such an influential person because he was simple yet nice towards her."Ray, I know you were rich, but you didn't tell me you were this rich." she gushed over the beautiful interior. Being a designer herself, she couldn't help but admire the intricate designs on the
24."Excuse me?" Samantha couldn't believe what this lady just blurted out from her mouth. "For the record, Dad just traveled, he isn't dad, and again, he never asked you to be in charge of anything. We aren't kids."Estella glared at Samantha. "And who asked you to talk? It's not like you're the first daughter of the house or are you?""I might not be the first daughter of the house, but I won't be disrespected." Samantha replied.Estella laughed. "Look who is talking about respect? Do you think you're a big shot now because Dad made you CEO of the company? The CEO tag is just a title, it doesn't stop you from being a nobody because that's exactly what you are."Samantha tightened her fists. She was about to talk but Jessica stepped in to quell the situation. "Girls, you two are sisters-""Correction: stepsisters. She doesn't even deserve to be called my stepsister because I am sure she is an illegitimate child!" Estella snapped."Watch your tongue, Estella. I will not tolerate being