Her Tears Are His Weakness

Her Tears Are His Weakness 46

Chapter 45

"I don't have them. I don't know what you're talking abouil❞

"Oh, you don't?" Matthew's eyes flicked to Samantha's backpack, a smug smirk creeping onto his face. "Give me your bag"

"This is mine? Why should I hand it over to you?

"Give it to me!" he snapped, reaching for it.

Samantha tried to resist, but he showed her aside with brutal force. With a yelp, she stumbled backward, her waist slamming against a large flowerpot. The phone in her pocket absorbed some of the impact, preventing her from getting a more serious injury.

Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself off the ground and lunged for her bag. "Cive it back!"

Matthew shot a glance at his bodyguards. "Hold her down!"

muggled, but she didn't stand a chance against trained men. She could only arch helplessly as Matthew dumped the contents of her backpack onto the ground. Papers and longings scattered everywhere, but his hand went straight for the three thick notebooks

really were with you." He merced. "Good thing I was cautious Othervise, you would've made

thief. I can't believe you dared to steal

leave, but Samantha lunged forward and grabbed onto his part

badd You can't take those. They

Matthew kicked her away, sending her

she gasped from the impact, he reached down, scooped up the lays that had fallen from her

we leave. Can't have certain people sneaking in again. People with sticky fingers tend to get themselves

that, Matthew strode off with the designs in

legs throbbed in pain. Her hands were coated with dirt and blood, and her knees ached so much

now? How am I supposed to explain this to Grandma? I'm so sorry... It's all my

weight of helplessness crushed her, making her wish she could just disappear Why couldn't

hands and lowes continued to act

then, bei phone vibrated in

nocifications through

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the screen was completely shattered from t the earlier impact. She could barely

look at her seen. Though the cracks on the scrow, it looked like