Nemesis Game

Chapter 17 She Was Back

Three months later.

"Miss Moore, how do you feel after you won Best Actress in the 22nd Golden Orchid Awards?"

"Thank you very much for love and support. I will work harder to play my roles."

"What’s your next plan, Miss Moore? I heard that you are invited to be the heroine of "Be Passionately

Devoted". "

Peyton said with a shy smile, "Thank you for your concern. I will let you know when I get some good

news."

"Miss Moore, since your career is successful, have you ever considered the plan of marrying Mr Knight,

whom you are in love with for ten years?"

The woman on the electronic screen stood under the magnesium light, calm and confident. She was

elegant and moving.

With her pretty appearance, she won affection from the public since she made the first public

appearance.

If..

It must be very interesting to tear her false face off.

In a red dress, a woman was tall and slender, standing in the center of the airport where people came

and went. With her delicate eyebrows and her long black hair blown by the wind, she had mixed

feelings on her face.

She looked at the names of Peyton on the electronic screen, with her hands tightly clasped.

Finally, she was back.

After three months of training, she finally stood here again!

Unfortunately, her face was no longer her own.

But it was no big deal.

As long as she was alive, she would take everything belonging to her back, even if she had to suffer a

lot!

They were in love for ten years, right?

There was a cold and fierce light suddenly refracting in her dark brown eyes.

"Ruben, Peyton."

None of them could run away!

They must pay for what they had done to her!

She turned back with resolution, going farther and farther in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Since she came back for revenge, what should she start with?

Samantha got into a taxi with her eyes closed slightly.

She decided to start by giving Peyton a hard time.

It must be fun to take her leading role!

She was really looking forward to this day more and more.

She would make a grand come back!

She wanted revenge, and she must let them suffer what had happened to her in the last three months!

Samantha went straight to FL Hotel in City L. She was too late.

She was excited at the thought of the mysterious man who manipulated her behind her back.

Who was it? He was able to take her away under the nose of Ruben! Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

This made Samantha more curious about the him.

Samantha rushed to the address on her mobile phone. Standing at the door of the luxurious private

room, she heard the voice coming from the private room.

"Mr Knight, today's banquet is to make amends for you. I didn't know that the suburban land was

owned by the Moore family before. Please forgive me."

"Mr Wang, you have annoyed Mr Knight. Everyone knows that Peyton is Mr Knight's fiancee, and Miss

Moore is the apple of eye for Mr Knight."

"So Mr Knight is doing it for her? "

Samantha, who stood outside the door, held her breath when she heard these words.

Ruben!

Samantha’s mind went blank and she clenched her fists as if she was struck by thunder.

The person who spoke might talk to another Mr Knight, but the mention of the Moore family and Peyton

could never be so coincidental.

Ruben was in today's banquet?

How was that possible...

Was that mysterious man in there?

Samantha’s face turned pale, her hands which were holding the handle of the door shaking.

Just as she hesitated to turn and run, the door was opened.

She suddenly came back to her sense, but she was thrown inside by the gravity.

In a panic, her head was spinning.

She exhaled and hit the man's strong and firm chest after losing her balance.

She raised her head in panic, only to meet a pair of deep eyes, and she held her breath.

Ruben?

"Throw yourself in my arms?" The man's voice was low and heavy, which was as cold as the ice in

December.

Samantha looked at his handsome face, and her heart stopped for a moment.

Suddenly, in front of her was the picture of the fire. Looking at his cold eyes, she remembered how he

brutally let her abort.

She seemed to see the fire again, and went back to the scene in front of the tombstone that day. Those

cruel pictures were so real that they almost forced her to spit out a mouthful of blood!

Samantha was on her guard and a cold hatred erupts in her eyes, which was faded in a flash.

She really wanted to ask him for the dead child why he was so heartless to her?

No, for the sake of the child, she should slap him!

He was such a heartless man!

As she thought, she actually did what she was thinking.

She slapped him in the face!

The sound of slapping was crisp and powerful, and five fingerprints immediately appeared on his

handsome face.

She slapped him?

It was unbelievable.

Several managers in the private room turned pale when they saw the scene at the door.

Poor woman.

She was going to suffer. How could she dare to slap Ruben, the cold man?

The air was suddenly filled with a dangerous atmosphere, and Ruben's face was dark with rage, his

cold eyes flashing across the delicate and bright face in front of him.

Without any warning, he suddenly felt that these eyes were very similar to the dead woman...

"What makes you so narcissistic, sir?" Samantha said, looking at his cold eyes without fear.

With gloomy eyes, Ruben clasped her wrist. "Who are you!"

This face was very different from Samantha, and he had never seen such a face.

But it was undeniable that she was beautiful.

But he suddenly felt that she was familiar!

Most importantly, he was beaten by a woman for the first time!

In particular, he was slapped by a woman like Samantha!

Hearing his words, Samantha wondered that if he recognized her.

Trying to remain calm, she said with a smile, "So this is how people start a conversation these days?

Will you catch her and ask her name whenever you see a beautiful woman?"

Catching a familiar look on her face, Ruben held her hand tight and asked in an aggressive tone, "Who

you are!"

Why was she so like her? But it didn’t make sense. What if Samantha was still alive.

No, how could she still be alive?

Ignoring his aggressiveness, Samantha smiled, provocative and satirized, "Mr Knight wants to know

my name so much? Do you have a crush on me? Sorry, I'm not interested in a man who’s married! "

She remained so cold at this time, but she knew that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Defiant Ruben, God knew how much courage she has given.

Facing the man she loved, she would have a heart ache as soon as she saw him.

Ruben had lost his patience, and he clasped her on the shoulder and made her back against the cold

wall.

"Say it! Who are you? " Ruben's eyes were filled with rage.

No one had ever dared to challenge him like this...

No, another face flashed through his mind.

Samantha.

Yes, the only woman in the world who dared to challenged him was Samantha, who was as stubborn

as a nail.

"Why should I tell you?" Samantha asked with smile, ignoring the man’s anger.

The more indifferent she was, the more she could irritate Ruben.

She also did not know what was wrong with him. She was no longer the person who she used to be,

and even her face had changed.

Could he recognized her keenly? It was almost impossible!

Ruben pinched her chin, staring at her with deep black eyes, "Why?"

He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "I can crush you as easily as I crush an ant. Is that enough?"

The woman slapped him, but he didn't have time to care about it.

He was just wondering why there were such similar eyes in the world?

Samantha mocked, "Sir, would you like to have a try?"

Killing her was as easy as killing an ant, which she knew that he could do it!

Didn't he kill her once anyway? It didn’t matter if he killed her twice.

Was he the one who caused her to die in fire?

Ruben seemed unmoved, but he tightened his grip as if one can hear the sound of bone friction,

making her face turn pale bit by bit.

She was in pain to the extreme, but the eyebrows were cold and gorgeous.

When Samantha thought that Ruben would kill her, a cold fragrance came to her nose suddenly, and

then the hand, which was clasped on her shoulder, was relaxed.

She opened her eyes and saw a man with a long figure turning his back to herself.

The man stood against the light with a broad back in a dark blue suit.

"Mr Knight." The man’s voice came, calm and sound. "If you’re so interested in my girlfriend, should

you ask me?"

Next moment, Samantha had been held in the arms of a strange man.

Startled, she looked up and saw the smooth and delicate curves of the man, and under the gorgeous

light, he seemed to a thin layer of cold light on his face.

With calm eyes, he held her waist, neither loose nor tight, as if everything was under his control.

Ruben asked coldly, frowning, "Your woman?"

"I forget to introduce myself." Samantha seemed to be encouraged and she reached out her hand with

a smile. "Hello sir, I am Helena Powell," she introduced.

"Helena Powell?" Ruben's vision was in a trance for a moment.

Powell?

Helena Powell?

Samantha nodded with a smile, "Hello."

With a frigid smile, she was about to withdraw her hand when Ruben held her fingers. At that moment,

Samantha could not help shivering when their skin touched each others.

Cold, it was as cold as ever.

She tried to withdraw her hand after shaking hands with him politely, but the man didn't mean to let her

go.

His eyes were fixed on her, which was as cold as a knife.

"It's said that Mr Baker is not close to women. It turns out that you keep someone in a love nest."

Ruben slowly released the hand, and the trance in his eyes was replaced by indifference.

Hearing the irony in the man's words, Gabriel laughed in a low voice,"It's said that Mr Knight's first wife

died in a mental hospital, but I don’t expect that Mr Knight is in a mood to seek justice for Miss Moore.

As soon as he finished his words, Ruben stared at Gabriel's face with cold eyes, as if he wanted to

scrape his skin flesh layer by layer.