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.

out loud. “Hah! And to think that just yesterday, you promised you

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

really a choice when you won’t let me have that evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little

smile mysterious and

a folder to her and

Kathleen was taken aback.

this, you can prove that Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will be for naught if he refuses

lip. “What do you

refused to accept his gift for no

voice. “You don’t have to cook every day, though. Once a week

stared in astonishment. That’s

Kathleen, and he grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome,

her, she would only end up hating him

something Samuel knew all

her lip once more. “Do you have any other

answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as

as if she had

want to be

cooking if you wish to leave, but if you ever return, please cook for me again, okay?” He grinned. A dangerous and ambiguous aura seeped

gave her had helped

want to be in his debt, but she truly wanted

doesn’t owe me anything… at least

I am free.” She nodded and promised

you,” said

up and left

his glass of warm water. A small grin

is too simple-minded. Good thing she has Charles as

the one to protect her. I won’t let her

ran past his mind,

some pressure on the production team 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

was taken aback to hear

Macari is getting a little

just

answered Tyson. He put his

on his victim. I guess Mrs.

with her and went

deal with it however you see fit. I have to go to work

all that, she

out Charles. “Where did