Her Tears Are His Weakness

Her Tears Are His Weakness 73

Matthew snapped, his facade crumbling as he lashed out.

"Your grandmother is sick, and this is what you're doing? At least Lily has been trying. Do you know how often she's been going to beg Mr. Garrett for help? she failed, but at least she tried! What about you? What have you done?

"Your grandmother has spoiled you since you were a child. Even if you don't acknowledge me, tine, but are you really going just to sit back and watch her die?

"you already work in a place like that-what's one more man, or even two? Can you stop being so selfish?"

Samantha's face tumed deathly pale.

Se ever expected ham to say something so vile.

Did he think slar hadn't tried to help Cynthia? She had-she just hadn't succeeded.

How hare he call her selfish?

Why was she the only one expected to make sacrifices?

Why her?

But size wasn't beir to aigue. She had another reason for coming.

"If you don't want me to press charges, fine but have one condition"

"What condition?

"What did you say? Retumthem? Those belong to the Newton family. You're not even part of this family-what right do you have to take them?" Matthew slammed the table in anger, poliating a furious finger at her. "L'in warning you, don't covet things that don't belong to you!"

Samantha fomed herself to ignore his insults. She had promised Cynthia that she would protect those inanuscripts, and she intended to keep that promise. Her voice was calm and steady. "So, what will it be? Return the manuscripts, or go to prison? Your choler. "

pails dug into her palma, the pain

unwavering, "170 ink one last thune-yes

He spewed!

to do this? Do you have to push

nonsense. Are you giving it to me at

to my grave? You heartless boat You've disappointed me beyond words! The biggest mistake

addressing the actual issue

a move to leave. "Alright.

Aftand she was ne

with anger. "If I give you the manuscripts, you

you'hie

a statement of forgiveness

matmiscripts tomonow. We'll exchange

-manuscripts for the statement.

at 2:00 pm. I have other things

and walked out, completely ignoring the insults Matthew Imirled

cate that she finally fell some of the

deep nail marks pressed hutoler palm-proof of her effort to

the statement of forgiveness, and

last warning as he handed

this, holding hilin accountable will

"Thanks for the reminder."

She had already made up her mind. There was nothing more to consider. Bradley sighed but didn't aigor further, Instead, he simply

Sanandha arrived at the cafe

dy for thei

their meeting