“I like your cooking, but you won’t cook for me,” replied Samuel in a crisp and clear voice. His aura seemed ever so regal.

Kathleen’s red lips clamped shut. She refused to talk.

Samuel ate quietly.

The truth was that he was satisfied with being able to sit there and share a meal with her peacefully. He didn’t dare to even dream of more.

Still, his heart ached because he had to force her to eat with him.

He knew that Kathleen never wanted to stay and that she didn’t even want to see him.

Kathleen put her cutlery down after taking a few bites. After that, she sipped water while waiting for Samuel to finish his meal.

Samuel, on the other hand, ate extremely slowly. It was as if he was deliberately torturing her.

As Kathleen sipped her water, she had a frosty look.

“There is something wrong with my stomach,” explained Samuel. “It’ll hurt if I don’t eat slowly.”

Kathleen heartlessly pointed out, “That has nothing to do with me.”

A hint of sorrow flashed past his eyes. “I know. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Kathleen put her glass down and stopped being mean.

Samuel knew that was just how she was.

She couldn’t be mean even though she hated him with every fiber of her being.

Samuel’s dark eyes shone with suppressed desires and intelligence. “A year ago, I stumbled upon some information about how Vanessa has been searching for a woman.”

Kathleen raised her brow and stared at him.

“That woman is connected to Vanessa in some way, but that is not the important bit,” continued Samuel before he paused a while. “The interesting bit is that Vanessa didn’t send Ivan to capture that woman. Instead, she wanted him to kill her.”

Kathleen turned her attention to him. “What proof do you have to back up your words?”

Samuel had a skin-deep grin on when he turned to her.

She gripped her glass, and her fingers turned pale from that. “You have some conditions, don’t you?” she added upon seeing that smile.

“Yes,” replied Samuel, nodding.

loud. “Hah! And to think that just yesterday, you promised you won’t make things difficult for

but

you won’t let me have that evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little upset, and her beautiful eyes were glistening with tears

chuckled, his smile mysterious and

to her and replied, “This is

Kathleen was taken aback.

Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will

her lip. “What do you want in

his

me,” replied Samuel in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have to cook every day, though.

in astonishment. That’s

grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome, then feel free to just leave. I won’t

he had stopped her, she would only end up hating

Samuel knew all too

her lip once more. “Do you have

term,” answered Samuel. The

if she had figured out what

only because I don’t want to be in your debt. However,

fine. You can stop cooking if you wish to leave, but if you ever return, please cook for me again, okay?”

evidence he gave her had helped

Kathleen’s style, she would not want to be in his debt, but she truly wanted to sever all ties

he gave me. He doesn’t owe me anything… at least not where this matter

I will cook for you if I am free.” She

you,” said

and left with

his glass of warm water. A small

Good thing she has Charles as her brother.

took a sharp turn at that moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her.

past his mind, he

pressure on the production team and make them chase Kylie away,” ordered Samuel mercilessly. “Also, Christopher’s grandfather set up an arranged marriage

taken aback

dear, Mr. Macari is getting a little too

just do it,” demanded

put his phone away

has locked in on his victim. I guess Mrs. Macari

folder with

handed it to him and said, “Take a look and deal with it however you see fit. I

saying all that, she turned

Charles. “Where

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