Novel & Cerita Sam Lerner Wife

Samuel was one of the billionaires whose name had only soared in recent years; reportedly, Samuel was successful because of the support of the great woman who became his wife. "Mr. Taylor, I must apologize to you. The company party must be stopped because I just lost my wife," Samuel replied, taking a breath and exhaling. He showed his sad face again. "I have heard this news. I am also in shock over what happened to you, Mr. Philips. Hopefully, your wife's body can be found as soon as possible."

"Your one job was to bring the Bennett fortune into this family!" "My job?" Lora stood, angry. "I was supposed to be Samuel's wife, not your family's ATM!" "Then perhaps you should have stayed with him during difficult times," Emily retorted. "Instead of spending nights in the guest room." Samuel looked up. "Mother, stop." "No, let her continue," Lora challenged. "Let's talk about our marriage, Samuel. How you compare me to Mona. How you mutter her name in your sleep!" "That's not true," Samuel protested weakly.

She decided to leave because her tears were not in any way going to change what has happened. Clara felt as if she was going to die. Her daughter was jailed and now her husband is dead. All in the hands of the Lester family. She'd helped her return home while Sam was placed in the morgue. Her last glance at Sam Leon, he appeared to be in a peaceful sleep. His face was calm, free of the worries of this life. Sam Leon is no more. She would wait. After Richard is back and old man Lester is out of danger, she would resign. Even if she works in the Lester family until her last breath, they will still regard her services as nothing.

"Hehe. To tell you the truth, Samuel is my wife's father. I don't want to interfere with the things of my disappointing father-in-law. But what can I do? I can't watch my wife cry to death... May you let him go, please?" Upon hearing this, Callan was even more surprised. "Jacob, isn't your wife dead? When did you get another wife? What's more, she is Samuel's daughter. Are you fooling me?" "No. How dare I fool you! It's true. Well, Samuel's daughter, Shirley, is my wife..." Hearing this, Callan was surprised and could not help sneering. "How could you do that? If I remember correctly, Shirley is still a child... I'm ashamed of you!"

He pulled out the notepad he had sketched his strategy into and continued, “Whoever tried to bomb us had a hand in Ms. Greene’s arrest.” “How many people knew about the presidential pardon?” Richard shrugged, “Not sure. I wasn't exactly careful. Ed. The president. Legal team and maybe a few other staff including domestic workers.” Adrian sighed. Tracking down something like this was tough because different staff have different people they might be loyal to. But then something clicked. “Domestic staff?” “Yeah. They are the ones that prepare my luggage whenever I have to travel.” “So, they might be loyal to your wife.” The lawyer's intuition already made him suspect the wife long ago, but didn

"Rumors claim she ran into the accident when she was trying to leave your household. Is it true?" "Some say your and Ms. Snowden's relationship is cracking. Is that true?" Samuel stopped in his tracks and turned to the cameras. With a hoarse, gravelly voice, he said, "My wife and I love each other. The rumors are lies. She isn't… Rachel isn't dead." He staggered into his car while the reporters exchanged looks. I stopped the video. My chest felt tight. Among the sea of news and articles, some looked into my past with Samuel. The pictures showed our wedding photos. He had his arm around me gently, while I rested my head on his shoulder, smiling.

But in reality, he was loving how his nephew was seething after knowing the woman he threw out of his life was sitting within reach yet out of reach. “Why don’t we talk about you and your husband first?” Liam suggested casually. “I heard you’re the second wife… he married someone before you?” Selena paled. Not now. She hadn't expected Liam to say such words. She cleared her throat, forcing the words out. “Oh, that? That was six years ago, before my husband and I even met.” Liam’s smile was faintly skeptical as he glanced at her. “It was done, huh?” he murmured to himself. “Oh yeah… the same person whose face is exactly like my wife, right?”

For a liar and traitor like Luna, Sam's name is forbidden to be spoken, let alone loved. "I can't trust you anymore. You lie too much behind me!" said Mrs. Veronica. "Mom, isn't it enough if we finally love each other and decide to be together? I will tear up the agreement if necessary!" interrupted Sam. "You guys have played with a lot of people! It's not just me and William. You've also been playing with Luna's parents in heaven! You should be ashamed! Don't make the same mistake, end this right now! Divorce!" Mrs. Veronica snapped at Sam.

Darlene's POV The next morning, I called Lena Sweeney. She was my college roommate and currently specialized in family law at a firm. "Lena, can you help me draft a divorce agreement?" There were three seconds of silence on the other end. "...Are you serious?" "Yes." "Did Bernard cheat on you?" "Not yet." I paused. "But he's about to." She didn't press further and only said she'd email me the draft that afternoon. After hanging up, I sat on the balcony and stared into space for a while.