LOGINFive years ago, Samantha Manning was seven months pregnant when her husband Channing Lane's first love, Sydney Ingram, caused her to lose the baby. But what hurt most was what Channing said to her. "Syd didn't mean it. She can't go to prison." He signed a letter of forgiveness in Samantha's name regardless of her wishes. Five years later, Sydney returned from studying abroad. Harold Lane, the son Samantha had adopted, said to her, "You're a bad woman! You're always picking on Sydney!" Only then did Samantha finally understand that there had never been a place for her in that family. Furious, Samantha fought back. She took back everything she had lost and took back the love she had given Channing for eight years. As Channing and Sydney walked step by step toward their fitting end, Samantha turned around and married the powerful man who had always protected her. When Sydney's true nature was finally exposed, Channing begged and cried for Samantha to take him back. "Sam, it was all my fault! I didn't cherish you! Please forgive me and come back to me!" Samantha smiled faintly and stroked her slightly rounded belly. A new life was forming inside of her womb. The man who truly loved her had always been by her side.
View MoreKatarina might not have intended to reveal the pregnancy yet and that was enough to convince Hunter it was not fabricated. Something must have happened. "Nathaniel," he almost growled as he gritted his teeth. "Where is he?" Hunter walked toward his sister. "Get back to the car now, Katarina. You aren't going anywhere else. We'll discuss this in person with Mom and Dad." He pulled her toward the exit and signaled the bodyguards to escort her. The crowd had turned against her, and he did not want her left unprotected. Before leaving, Hunter looked back at Samantha. His gaze held apology and something harder to identify. Katarina stumbled as Hunter dragged her away. When she passed Samantha, she paused and leaned beside her ear. Her whisper was soft and vicious. "Do you think he truly loves you? How can a man like Nathaniel belong to only one woman?" After that, Hunter pulled her onward. Her heels struck the marble hard, leaving clear and chaotic echoes. Samantha remained al
Hunter stared at Katarina in disbelief, searching her face for the slightest sign of a lie. He knew his sister too well. He recognized the look in her eyes when she was sincere. And she was telling the truth. "Katarina," Samantha said, her voice trembling even as she fought to remain composed, "you can't be carrying Nathan's child. It's impossible." The claim nearly made Samantha fall on her knees. She braced herself against the table to remain standing. Katarina's announcement shocked everyone else in the dining hall. Curious guests gathered, eager not to miss the spectacle. Many knew Samantha was Nathaniel's publicly recognized wife. Now, another woman was smugly claiming she carried the married man's child. How…shameless. However, they quickly recognized Katarina as the heiress who had recently been condemned online for obsessively pursuing him. Had Nathaniel really become involved with her? Had she really become pregnant with his child? Pain overwhelmed Samantha.
At this time, Samantha became thirsty and gently tugged Nathaniel's sleeve. "I'm going to the dining hall for some water." Nathaniel glanced at her and nodded. Then, he said, "Come back quickly. Don't spend time talking with irrelevant people." He placed heavy emphasis on the words "irrelevant people." Evan smiled faintly and continued polishing his cue. Guarding against him was not enough. Nathaniel was probably also worried that Channing might approach Samantha. Samantha hurried from the billiards room. Only when the breeze kissed her face did she realize that her cold sweat had dampened the back of her dress. She took a deep breath and followed the corridor toward the dining hall in the main building. There were not many people in the dining hall. Most of the guests were still socializing on the lawn. Samantha poured herself a glass of lemonade. The cold liquid soothed her throat as she drank it, and she finally felt slightly better. As she set down the glass, she he
The billiards room fell silent for a moment. Channing walked to Evan and leaned close and whispered so no one else could hear. "If you hurt Samantha, I'll never forgive you." Evan's expression did not change. He even smiled as he carried his cue to the table. In his hands, the cue resembled a precision instrument. He calculated the angle and sent the ball he aimed for cleanly into the corner pocket. "That's a good question," Evan said mildly as he straightened. "But Mr. Lane, what right do you have to ask me this?" Channing's expression darkened. Evan moved calmly to the other side and leaned over a shot requiring three cushion escape to reach the center pocket. The cue ball rebounded from hitting the table, struck its target precisely, and sent it into the center pocket. Evan straightened and slowly wiped the cue. "As I understand it, you and Samantha divorced long ago. You're now Sydney's stepson. According to the family hierarchy, you should address Samantha as Aunt Sa






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