Nemesis Game novel Chapter 94

A short-lived guy?

So similar in outlook?

The surprising sparkle arising from the eyes of Mateo just now faded away slowly like the stars vanishing from sight at the end of the dawn.

His peach-blossom-like eyes in amber lost all colors.

His world was suddenly shrouded in dark and white, everything being static.

Samantha was dead.

She was dead. Was she a short-lived woman?

He was once again conscious of the fact that she’s dead.

Catching sight of the shock and astonishment revealed from the eyes of Roan, Samantha, with a sneer, wrenched her hand free ruthlessly and her wrist started turning red.

The atmosphere was thick with tension, but Roan seemed quite indifferent to what Samantha had said.

He raised his hand and pointed to her, “aren’t you her? How come you’re not Samantha?”

His eyes being so impassive, it made him so scary like a stranger.

It seemed that Samantha was examining Roan who was wearing a pale complexion. She smiled faintly and with an inquiring look, turned to Peyton who was on the other side with an odd expression on her face.

“President Roan, I am really not Samantha. I resemble her, but I am actually Helena Powell. If you doubt, you can ask Peyton. She can definitely prove it for me.”

She said so on purpose to catch Peyton’s attention. Peyton hated Samantha as deep as no one could compare, and she was unwilling to hear the name Samantha.

Peyton, understanding what was happening, also stared at Roan sadly and said, “Dad, my sister has already passed away. I am aware that you are grieved, but this woman is really not my sister”.

After being recovered a little bit from the state of being indignant, Roan, wearing a ruthless shock expression, said, “Don’t mention her to my face. I have already said that our Moore family refuses to acknowledge her, neither do I have such a heartless and cruel daughter. I will say her death is a proper punishment for her bad behavior.”

Samantha had never acquired any satisfaction from Roan. What’s more, she personally caused the death of Mrs Roan. This was what made it so hard for Roan to forgive her, from past to present.

Peyton was content with the reaction of Roan. She mentioned Samantha on purpose to deepen the hatred of Roan to Samantha.

“Dad, please stop talking. Let’s go home.” Peyton said while supporting trembling Roan by the arm cautiously.

Roan took a deep look at Samantha and then slowly walked out of her sight under the help of Peyton.

But what he had just said almost collapsed Samantha. She felt as if her throat was strangled by devil's clutches.

Her death was a proper punishment for her bad behavior, right?

How could they be so eagerly looking forward to seeing her death?

“Ha-ha…”, a sudden weird and loud laughter coming out of Samantha’s mouth indicating a sense of self-mockery and amazement.

Why she’s still alive? If she’s dead, everyone’s satisfied.

Why she kept struggling in this deep abyss of hatred？

Once a person was dead, he would be completely unaware of everything.

However, currently, she was glad to find herself still alive.

Only by being alive could make it possible for her to return the torment she suffered to them.

Perceived her abnormity, Mateo drew her arm and said, “Let's go to see a doctor first.”

Samantha hided all her emotions and answered calmly, “Um.”

She plodded forward but her legs were too heavy to lift.

Despite of her being so grieved, she still stood straight rather than exposed her weakness.

It seemed that only in this way could she lie to herself, care less about it and feel less distressed.

However, things were entirely different for Peyton. Even if Roan had left, he still could not forget Helena’s eyes.

He knew from the first sight that she and Samantha resembled.

But how come she is actually not Samantha?

After calming down, Roan got more rational. The DNA of the corpse then had already been tested same as his unfilial daughter. What exactly was he thinking?

She was dead already. It’s good because she could get rid of the Moore family ever after.

“Dad, are you getting any better?” Peyton thoughtfully asked while pouring water for him.

Instead of accepting the water, Roan kept starring at her, “Peyton, when does Ruben intend to marry you? Is he still angry?”

Feeling embarrassed, Peyton lowered her eyes, “Dad, I don’t want to get married. I just want to look after you.”

“I know you are kindhearted, but you are a girl. A girl must get married. If it’s not Samantha, you have already gotten married with him.” Peyton sighed with emotion.

Peyton took a look at Roan aggrievedly and shook her head, “Ruben…”

“It’s me who smash the cremains of Samantha before. Just come to me for everything!”

Roan said determinedly.

Roan still couldn’t think out why Ruben was so dispirited when he was informed the death of Samantha. Ruben also disliked Samantha, just like the others.

What’s more surprising, Ruben refused to set foot on the family since then just because Roan smashed the cremains of Samantha.

Didn’t he hate her? Why he acted that way?

Roan got even more angry and decided that he wouldn’t allow Ruben to think little of Peyton.

After heaving a sigh with angry, he made a phone call to Ruben.

At this point, Peyton wanted to stop him from making the phone call because she was afraid he will say something wrong.

Roan shook his head toward her, telling her to keep calm.

After several rings, a low and deep voice of Ruben came into ears through the phone screen.

“Ruben, Peyton is in poor health recently. You shall come and accompany her and you can also have the meal here.” Roan said amiably.

On the other end of the line, however, Ruben remained silent for a while and then responded.

“I am sorry. Since my mother is coming back from abroad. We plan to visit The Oliver Public Cemetery and expiated the sins for Samantha” Ruben then quickly turned to another topic and added, “Mr Roan, if you are available, we can go together……. I believe she will be happy if you are present.”

But before he finished talking, Roan interrupted and rejected directly without hesitation who had never thought about his daughter.

“Peyton is in bad mood and I will stay at home accompanying her”

The other end of the phone was quite for a while before a low laughter came into ears, “Mr. Roan, Samantha is also your daughter”

“No, she’s not my daughter. I just have one daughter and that’s Peyton”

Ruben suddenly realized the unwillingness and pain of Samantha when his eye became cold at the same time.

Roan asked again, “It’s long since the death of her, so when you will deal with your marriage with Peyton?”

Ruben raised his eyes and turned to look at the prosperous view outside of the French window, which was in sharp contrast to his empty heart.

His thoughts flied far away and then he heard a voice from himself, “I will not marry her.”