All Too Late

“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.

so angry that she chuckled out loud. “Hah! And to think that just yesterday, you promised you won’t

replied, “That is true, but you get to choose

to your terms,”

his smile mysterious and

folder to her and replied, “This

Kathleen was taken aback.

can prove that Ivan committed the crime.

“What do you want in

refused to accept his

you to cook for me,” replied Samuel in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have

stared in

he grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome, then feel free to just leave. I

she would only end up

something Samuel knew

bit her lip once more. “Do you have any

will never agree to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as though it

as if she had figured out what that

cook for you, but only because I don’t want to

cook for

evidence he gave her had helped solve

to be in his debt,

doesn’t owe me anything… at least not where this matter

I will cook for you if I am free.” She nodded and promised

said

and left with the folder

glass of warm water.

Charles as her brother. If that

moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her. I won’t let her

mind, he picked up his phone to

and make them chase Kylie away,” ordered Samuel mercilessly. “Also, Christopher’s grandfather set up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a baby. Look into the matter and find some way to get his betrothed

taken aback

is getting a little

dilly-dallying and just do it,” demanded

answered Tyson. He put his phone away

on his victim. I guess Mrs.

the folder with

said, “Take a look and deal with it however you see fit.

that, she turned around to

called out Charles. “Where