A deal with the devil

Chapter 74

Samuel tried to suppress the strange feeling ising in his chest ciently cuffling Sophia’s hair, he said indulgently, “You just got out of the hospital. Don’t run so fast.

Sophia nodded shyly. “Okay, I’ll listen to you, Samark”

Bally couldn’t resist teasing, “She couldn’t wait to see you, Samuel. She didn’t even notice her own brother.”

Sophia’s face flushed red, both embarrassed and annoyed “Billy!”

Billy chuckled, pinching her cheek lightly. “Alight, alright. I’m just teasing you. Let’s head inside,”

With one hand held by Samuel and the other clutching Billy’s arm, Sophia was the picture of a pampered princess. The maids looked on with envy and admiration, wishing they could be treated like Sophia

Now that the toote family’s matriarch, Eleanor Graham, had arrived, it was only a matter of time before Sophia married into the family and became their young mistress. To the maids, it seemed as though Sophia’s formine was straight out of a fairytale–almost too good to be tra

Inside the living room, Samuel spotted Eleanor.

The moment Samuel returned to the country, he had called Eleanor in front of Sophia to request her presence for their wedding arrangements. And now, here she was.

Eleanor, thin and stern–faced, regarded Samuel with cool detachment as he approached her with Sophia in tow.

his tone

because of her beloved son, Aaron, and the strained circumstances surrounding his demise. Despite this, she was forced to rely on Samuel, as he was not

fulfilled her familial dury. After a glance at Sophia, however, her lips

pennies, I see.

darkened. Eleanor’s words were a direct insult, mocking Samuel for rejecting Shirley, a celebrated socialite, in favor of Sophia, whose family

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gone pale, her lips trembled, and her eyes filled with unshed tears. She looked as though she might collapse at any

moment.

Samuel pulled Sop

on Eleanor. “Candmother,

and ill–fated, hardly fit for anything dignified. But if you’ve set your mind on her, who am 1 to object? I’ll personally visit the church to select a

humble fare, so I won’t trouble you to stay for dinner.

Eleanor hadn’t eaten yet. Acking her to leave at

if your house served the finest delicacies, I wouldn’t care–I doubt my stomach could handle it.” With that, she

screaming down her face as the locked herself in her room. Billy rushed to the door to console her, while Samuel frowned deeply, an inexplicable irritation

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them.