Chapter 2

"No, it's not true..Stefan...Stefan please listen to me" Leaning by the window, Samantha slid to the floor, her tears pouring heavily as despair completely took over her like a tide.

Ashley chuckled lightly. She loves seeing Samantha crying.

"You had better get yourself together! You heard what the Doctor said right?"

"If anything happens to the baby, our family will be ruined by you!" Ashley snorted.

Samantha felt her world crumbling before her. She had just lost her boyfriend, she lost her admission to Harvard too. She could no longer care about anything else aside Stefan and so, she rushed downstairs. When she saw her father, a boost of courage surge through her, "Father, I don't want to do this anymore..."

Upon hearing her words, her father stood up and smack his hand across her face.

Her face swung to the side and pain reverberated throughout her body.

"What are you talking about? You not doing this anymore means sending me to an early grave!"

"Sam I have raised you and now that the family is in trouble, you are not willing to pay even the slightest bit of effort. Is this how you repay me?" Glaring at her, James roared.

He watched Sam stagger as blood dripped from the corner of her lips and this scene put a smile on her face, then she raised her brows, "If you don't give birth to this child, I'm afraid we will end in dire situation. We will be doomed. We will get homeless"

Lydia walked towards her and pat her hand gently as if she was taming a wild beast, "Samantha, as long as you give birth to this child, then I will give you whatever you want"

"But for now, you can't see anyone....go get enough rest, the baby needs to remain healthy"

As long as Sam could remember, that was the last time she set her foot on the living room.

She was locked in her room for eight months. Her food and drugs were brought to her room. That was how desperate her mother can be so as to get whatever she wants

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Eight months later, A baby's loud and clear voice sounded in the hospital in the delivery room.

Although this child was not what Samantha wants but it is still her baby.

"Let me take a look at my baby...let me"

However the doctor did not give her a chance to look at the baby at all, "Shut up!" Who said he is your baby.

"Just let me have a look, please..."

"Don't look. After all you have been paid off so you do not have any connection with this baby anymore. I will really advise you to keep your distance, Sam " she was pressed back to the bed by the nurses in such a harsh way.

Unwilling to give up, Sam ried to stand up again but she was pushed back

"Stay still, it is none of your business..." That was the last words she heard before she gradually, she passed out.

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(Six years later, Breaton City )

Samantha was in a bar too drunk as a stunk. Her baby was taken away from her on this day six years ago, and that became the darkest day of her life.

She had no better way of celebrating this day. Every year on this day, she would indulge in her grief shamelessly to pay tribute to her past self.

She drank her last bottle of beer in one gulp and stood up drowsily.

"Oh my goodness! Sam!"

That was Bonnie, Samantha's best friend and roommate. Bonnie has been so nice to Sam that she even let her squat with her. She was there for Sam during her tough times. The two no longer refer to each other as friends but as sisters.

"No no no! I am not drunk!.." Sam uttered drowsily, followed by a loud belch.

"Hmm I see" Bonnie didn't argue because she knows what today means to Sam. Instead she helped her out of the bar and flagged a taxi down.

On their way back home, Sam kept on blabbering meaningless words. It got to an extent where she started crying. She even called Stefan's name repeatedly.

It's been six years and she haven't even gotten over her pasts.

It's that hard.

....... ......... .......

The next day, Sam woke up feeling like a new person. She didn't remember anything from last night and Bonnie didn't mention it.

"I hope you get this Job...good luck" Bonnie smiled, placing her hands on Sam's shoulder.

"Hmmm..." Sam sighed.

"Hopefully" She added. Then bend to wear her sandal. She didn't dress much because she doesn't want to look extra. The management might have pity on her if they see how old fashioned she looked, who knows?

She waved Bonnie a bye bye and left the house.

............ ......

"Sam, hurry up. The President is back.."

"Hunh.. what?" Sam was stunned. After all today is her first time of coming to the President resident. She was recommended to him by Mrs Claudia as a domestic worker since she could handle anything in a home.

Nicklaus Leonardo, their President was the youngest and most promising President in the history of Breaton City. Aside that, he is the Young Master of Billion Miles Conglomerate and at 30, he was elected as the President of the country and had become the president of the highest population.

"Where is President Nicklaus?..." A middle aged woman asked.

"Shh. Look at that way " The woman was answered by Caroline. Caroline is the president's translator. She is very fluent in six different languages.

Following Caroline sign, Sam saw a parade of black cars. In addition, there were troops of army standing upright in one side, watching as the car passed by with respect while giving military salute.

In the past, Sam could only see the President on TV and media, so he was unreachable. But today, she was able to meet him in close distance. Therefore, she was excited and nervous at the same time, because Nicklaus was the youngest and most supported president in Breaton, but he was also the most charming man in the city.

Naturally, all the women in the city yearned to marry him.

As the cars drew closer, Sam's heart starts to thrump heavily in her chest. She has never been this nervous. Not even in years.

"Sir, welcome back..."

While Sam was still pondering, the cars had stopped in front of the door in a line. One of the car door opened and a shinning male leather shoe appeared on everyone's sight, followed by a leg that stepped out of the car. The black trouser were flawlessly ironed, showing clear lines

"That is the President's personal assistant, Vicki Romans" Caroline whispered in Sam's ears.

While gratefully modding, Sam stared at Vicki who was standing in front of the president's car.

Vicki's make up was exquisite. Wrapped in her well fitted cloth, her shape was perfectly outlined. Undeniably, she was a stunning beauty.

But in the next second, Sam's eyes was on the male lead; President Nicklaus. Although she had seen him in the TV countless times but it was astonishing to see him live with her own eyes.

Putting his good looking face and sexy physique aside, he has an outstanding aura. When he stood there, the whole world sank into silence.

"Good morning, Mr President.."

Seeing him get out of the car, everyone greeted in unison which knocked senses into Samantha, so she quickly lowered her head.

Just then, a little boy slipped out of the car, showing up beside the president.

"Ohh, baby, be careful..." As soon as Vickie saw him, she instantly went to help.

But the little boy looked at her with disgust and avoided her hand. Standing beside Nicklaus, he looked at Vicki and warned, "I am not your baby. We are not related in any way so don't call me that!"

Even though Vickie was given a cold shoulder, she was not embarrassed at all. Instead she smiled and nodded, " Yes, I will remember to call you Noah in the future"

Samantha shifts from one foot to another. She feels a special emotion for this strange boy. "Why do I feel familiar with him?"