Semua Bab Falling For Her Playful Seduction: Bab 191 - Bab 200

Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Two: Spill It Samantha's POV “Are you sure he would pick you up?” Jane asked me. I nodded my head, feeling anxious. I had called him earlier to pick me up. Where was he? “I called him. He will be here,” I insisted. After our class with Ms. Quen, she had dismissed us early. Tomorrow night, we also had a family gathering, just like what Jane had told me. Luckily, we didn't have class tomorrow. “We've been waiting for an hour, Sam. We'll just drive you home,” Anna said. I sighed. Windy was not with us, and I hadn’t told Anna and Jane about what I heard. But how is it possible that Tiffany is the one paying her tuition? Windy never mentioned that to us. I thought Windy's parents had a big company. Of course, only those rich people could afford to study at this school. How can Tiffany afford to pay for Windy’s tuition if she doesn't have that kind of money? It was actually very weird. Windy had even

Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Four: Family Gathering Samantha's POV We didn’t go back to the house; instead, we stayed here at Diego's place. I also informed Nita about our decision. “What do you want to eat?” Diego asked, looking through the ingredients on the table. Suddenly, an unfamiliar smell hit me, and I bolted to the bathroom to vomit. Diego hurried after me, caressing my back gently as I wiped my lips with shaking hands. “Are you okay?” he asked, concern etched on his face. I nodded. “I don’t want vegetables. Can I just have milk and pancakes?” I requested. He smiled and nodded. “Okay, I got it,” he said as I settled back on the couch, still feeling uneasy about the smell that lingered. I grabbed his laptop and opened it, but just then, my phone rang. I picked it up, realizing I’d forgotten to call my mom back last night. “Hi, Mom, Dad,” I greeted, seeing them on the screen. They were in the plan

Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Six: Confusion Samantha's POV After the family gathering, Mom and Dad, together with Diego, talked. We stayed at our house last night. I don't know what they are discussing. They were in Dad’s office last night. “You should eat a lot, Sam,” Mom said while placing food on my plate. I just nodded at her. “Your mom is right. Don't let yourself starve. Just eat. This one is good for your health,” Dad said as he placed vegetables on my plate. I pouted, looking at it. My gaze went to Diego. He just nodded his head. “But I don't like that,” I told Dad. He squinted his eyes and made me eat it. It's not actually bad; it's just that I’m not in the mood to eat vegetables. “See? That is healthier,” Dad uttered. I just nodded my head. Of course, I didn't have a choice. “You should also stop wearing long high heels. Small heels would do, okay? You should listen to us,” Mom said. I'm not wearing high heels a

Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight: Sad Thoughts Samantha's POV Windy is definitely being duped by Tiffany. I can't believe it. “We have to talk,” I said, holding her hand and making her look at me. She stopped walking. “What's the matter?” I asked her. She suddenly removed my hand and looked at me. “There's nothing to talk about,” she said with expressionless eyes. I sighed and furrowed my brow. “No, we have to talk, Windy. What happened to you? You weren't like this before. Is it because Tiffany is the one paying for your tuition? Is that why you are avoiding us? Did she threaten you?” I asked. She just looked at me. “I don't have to explain myself to you, Samantha. We're over,” she uttered. I shook my head, biting my lower lip to stop myself from crying. She’s my friend; we have so many memories together. “No, we're not. We promised to stay with each other. We promised that, Windy. How could you say such thing

Chapter Two Hundred: Won't Let Anyone Hurt You Samatha's POV He was about to slap him when I shouted. It made them both look at me. Jane tried to hold my hand, but I continued walking towards them. "And who do you think you are to shout at me like that?" he yelled at me. I glared at him. He was wearing a decent suit, but he couldn't even act in a decent way. "Sam," Anna said as she held my hand. But my gaze was fixed on Windy. She had bruises on her hand. "I don't care who you are!" I snapped at him. He let go of Windy, who shook her head at me. He chuckled sarcastically while looking at me. "I think I already know you," he said, walking closer. I took a step back. "Call him," I heard Jane tell Anna. She was now frantically searching for her phone in her bag. "How could you hurt someone like her?" I asked him. He stopped in his tracks and looked at Windy, who immediately lowered her head. "That's none of your business, Mrs. Presley," he said, which shocked me. "How