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Samantha scoffed. “What do you think you're doing?” she asked, the annoyance evident in her voice. Estella laughed. “What does it look like? I'm throwing a house party with my homies. Is anything wrong with that?” “Everything is wrong with it, Estella. It hasn't even been a week since Dad traveled and you're already doing shits. And are these who you call your homies?” Samantha asked as she looked at them. They were more like gangsters with piercings and tattoos. “If you have a problem with that, you can go to your room and sleep. After all, you are the prominent CEO of the Salvador Group, and I know you must be tired from all the meetings, file sorting, clearings and lots of boring stuff you do to make people think you're responsible.” she clicked her tongue. Samantha couldn't believe this lady. She had no idea why Estella had to be so different. If the police get a whiff of this, the family's reputation would be at stake. “Estella, what you're doing isn't right. I'd advise you stop this now!” “Is that an order?” she laughed and turned to look at her “homies”, amused. “Guys, she is giving me an order!” she exclaimed, and they burst into a fit of laughter as well, clearly mocking Samantha. Estella put a cigarette in her mouth, inhaled the smoke and puffed it out, blowing rings in the air and all over Samantha's face. “You know, Samantha, you're so uptight. You need to learn to relax and have some fun. You're not always going to be CEO, you know. And besides, what's the worst that could happen? Will the police come and arrest us? Please, we're not doing anything illegal… yet.” Estella said with a wink, her friends chuckling in agreement. Samantha's eyes widened in disbelief. “You're unbelievable, Estella. I can't even begin to understand why you're behaving like this. And what's with these people? They're not even your real friends. They're just using you!” Estella's expression turned cold, her eyes narrowing. “How dare you. My friends are not using me. We have a good time together, and that's all that matters. You're just jealous because you're so boring and straight-faced. You need to loosen up and live a little.” “If this is what you call living, then count me out. If doing drugs and meddling with hooligans-” “Who you calling hooligans?” One of Estella's friends, who had multiple piercings on her ears and nose, stepped forward, glaring at Samantha as if daring her to say it again or take back her words, but Samantha was not intimidated. “You and the rest of your cohorts here.” she pointed at all of them. “And who do you think you are to talk to us like that? Do you wanna get beaten up because I won't hesitate to dig my fingers into your eyes and pull your eyeballs out if you disrespect me.” The lady snapped, and the rest hailed her while Estella watched with a smile on her face. Samantha sneered. “You're welcome to try, hooligan. And what the heck did you say about respect? You look like this, acting like a psychopath and expect me to respect you?” she laughed. “No, sweetheart. The only good thing I can do for you is to take you and your hooligan friends to a psychiatric hospital because you seem like mentally unstable people that can go crazy anytime.” “What!” The lady raised her hand to slap Samantha, but Linda caught it, as she stepped forward to shield Samantha from her. “What do you think you're doing? You can lose your hand for trying to touch her, do you know that?” she snapped. The lady tried to wriggle her hand from Linda's grip, but her grip was firm and tight, hurting the lady in the process. “Let me warn you, if you ever in your miserable life try to touch her again, I will forget common courtesy and remove your teeth from all the right places. I won't have mercy on you!” she flung the lady's hand away. Estella faced her. “Are you mad? Who gave a pauper like you the right to talk to my friend like that? Do you think you have some power because you are Samantha's personal assistant? Do you have any idea what I can do to you?” she asked, and Samantha rolled her eyes. “I won't waste my precious time on a leech like you. Apologize to her immediately!” Estella ordered, her gaze on Linda intense, but Linda stood unmoved by her outbursts. “The person who should be apologizing is your friend, Estella.” Samantha folded her arms. “I will not apologize to a mere assistant,” Estella's friend spat, her eyes blazing with defiance. “You're just a nobody, a disrespectful bitch, a-” Linda's eyes flashed with anger, and she took a step forward, her voice low and menacing. “Say another word, and I'll make sure you regret it. You're not even worth my time, but I'll make an exception for you. You're a disgrace to humanity, and you need to be taught some manners.” Estella's friend took a step back, her eyes widening in fear, as Linda's words struck a chord. She knew she was outmatched, and she didn't want to mess with Linda anymore. “Whatever, let's just get out of here,” she said, turning to Estella. “This party is lame anyway.” she gestured to the other friends, and they followed her out of the house, cursing under their breaths. Estella was furious as she pointed her index finger at Samantha. “You will regret this!” she snapped, her gaze shifting to Linda. “And you… I will make sure you suffer for what you did today!" she threw her cigarette to the ground, and huffed before storming off to her room. Linda released a deep breath and turned to face Samantha, who looked at her with a shocked expression on her face. “Linda, I didn't know you had this side to you.” she chuckled. Linda sighed. “I would do anything to protect you. I won't let any ingrate bully you. Even if you have the power to stand up for yourself, as long as I am with you, no one can hurt you.” she assured Samantha, who chuckled. “Thanks, Linda. I feel like a baby.” she beamed and Linda smiled. Samantha had gone through a lot, and she was determined not to make the woman suffer again. “I'll call the cleaners to tidy this place up. You should go up to your room and rest.” Linda said and walked away, while Samantha sighed as she thought of her mum. She quickly rushed up the stairs to talk to her.44.That night…Samantha stood in the bathroom as Aiden's words kept coming back to her. She wondered what he meant by playing by his rules this time. She hadn't been this nervous in her life. With a sigh, she poured water on her face and stepped out of the bathroom. Aiden was busy working on his laptop, and she wondered if he ever stopped to rest for once.She leaned on the wall, her arms crossed as she watched how his hands moved swiftly over the keyboard. He was so focused, so determined. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration for him.As if sensing her gaze, Aiden looked up and caught her staring at him. He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Hey,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I didn't know you were done in the bathroom.”Samantha shrugged, feeling a blush rise to her cheeks. “Yeah, I was just… admiring your focus,” she said, trying to sound nonchalant.Aiden chuckled and leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving hers. “I'm just trying to get every
43.The day finally came for Samantha and Aiden to leave for Detroit for the car show. Samantha had submitted an application, and luckily, they were given a spot.Linda and Seth were coming with them as well. They arrived at the airport, and Samantha looked around with a smile on her face. Everything was ready and according to the advice Aiden gave her, the model would first be seen at the car show, that way their ideas wouldn't get stolen or revised.“Why must you come with her? She should have taken her Secretary instead.” Seth scoffed to Linda's hearing, and she glared at him.The two of them have been at loggerheads since day one, and she wouldn't mind putting him in his place like she always does.“You should have been placed in the car booth. I have no idea why you talk a lot. You're a man for goodness’ sake!” she scolded him, but he rolled his eyes.“Can't you two just get along? What's with the bickering?” Samantha asked.“There is no way I am getting along with this… this dud
42.Bianca paced to and forth in the living room as she waited for her father's arrival. She had been waiting to tell him about what Aiden said and also make sure he explained things to her, but he hadn't been around.He had told her he was coming home today and she had been anxiously waiting. She heard the sound of the door and quickly rushed to get it.“Dad, welcome.” she greeted him and he nodded.He walked into the house and took a seat. She took a seat facing him, dabbing her fingers together as she stared at him.“I want to hear good news, Bianca. Were you able to secure the deal with Aiden?” he asked curtly.Bianca's face fell, and she shook her head. “No, Dad. He refused to work with us.” she answered with a frustrated sigh.Mr. Sullivan's expression turned dark. “What did he say?”Bianca took a deep breath before recounting her conversation with Aiden. Mr. Sullivan's face grew angrier with each passing moment.“When I asked him why, he said it was because of your business pra
“Apologize to her now, Mia. I will not repeat myself again!”Aiden's voice was firm and commanding, leaving no room for argument. Mia's eyes flashed with anger, but she knew better than to cross Aiden when he was in this mood. She took a deep breath and turned to Samantha.“I apologize,” she said stiffly, her words dripping with insincerity.“Say it like you mean it, Mia.” Aiden ordered and Mia sighed, lowering her head.“I'm sorry, Samantha. I shouldn't have said all those words. Please forgive me.” she sounded sincere this time around, but her heart meant something entirely different.Samantha looked at her, her expression unreadable. “It's fine,” she said curtly, her voice barely above a whisper.Aiden's eyes narrowed at Mia. “I mean it, Mia. No more of this. Samantha is going to be my wife, and I won't have you disrespecting her like this.”Mia's eyes widened in shock, but she knew better than to push Aiden further. She nodded, her face pale.“I understand,” she said, her voice ba
40.That evening, Samantha returned home and was shocked the minute her father relayed the news to her. Samantha couldn't believe it.Her gaze flickered between her father and her mother. She was speechless at first, and when she finally found her words, she began. "Why the sudden announcement, huh? I don't think it's necessary for us to get married now, Dad.""Why not? You two are adults. There is nothing wrong with the two of you getting married now. Besides, he has been patient enough. You were supposed to get married to him immediately after the handover ceremony, but he personally told me to hold on so you could get used to running the company first. You're already making progress. Also, it's just for sometime, so what is there to complain about?"Samantha couldn't wrap her head around it all. Why was Aiden suddenly doing this? She felt it was too soon. She had just managed to survive the heartbreak from Nathan, and now she was getting married off to Aiden?She wondered if he was
39.The handover ceremony came to an end and a meeting was held the next day, where Bianca would talk with the stockholders and directors as the new CEO.Samantha was present at the meeting and only said a few words. Even when most of the stockholders were asking questions, she just sat there, watching them.Some stood up to oppose Bianca the way they did with her, and she thought Bianca was going to put them in their places, but the lady only stuttered and tried to defend herself.She smirked and shook her head, realizing that Bianca wasn't ready before she was thrown such a huge responsibility. After the meeting, Bianca breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought that Samantha was going to find a way to disgrace her since they weren't on good terms, but she was shocked at how quiet Samantha was, and wondered if the lady had anything else up her sleeves.Samantha stood up and was about to walk out."Ms. Salvador!" Bianca called, causing Samantha to stop in her tracks. She turned to se