“What nonsense are you talking about?” Sampson didn’t want to be picked apart like that.

Even though she was right.

“Okay, go on ahead and treat me as nonsense.” Maria didn’t want to argue with him either. This was not the time to argue about this anyway.

The needed to urgently think about how to handle the current situation. Jessica had escaped and Dolores was bound to find out soon.

“Where did Jessica escaped?” Maria asked.

“The river right outside the village.”

That place was very close to here. If she provided any clues, Dolores would be able to find this place very soon. Maria was afraid this place was not safe for them anymore.

They couldn’t hide Samuel here.

“We need to leave and find another place to hide Samuel.” Maria squinted, “The far we can go the better, somewhere Dolores can’t find us ever.”

Samuel was her son. If she found out that her son was lost or dead, she would go completely crazy.

“Our plan was just to kidnap him and to blackmail her until she marries me, then release him…”

“And then?” Maria interrupted him, “Will she sincerely marry you? Stop dreaming! You can only keep her by your side if you hold Samuel in your hands forever.’

There was no going back from here.

Sampson put Samuel, who was still unconscious, in the back seat again.

“Let’s leave here and find another place.” Maria got into her car. Just as she was about to start the car, she noticed a black cross-country approaching. The black shiny paint was wrapped with strong iron sheets, making intrepid lines. This was Matthew’s car; she had seen it before.

Her expressions changed immediately as she shouted to Sampson, “Hurry up!”

But it was too late. Matthew stepped down on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, drifting about sixty degrees through the mud and the potholes. He stopped the car neatly at the doorway, blocking it.

Sampson’s car could not get out.

Dolores got out of the car quickly and ran to Sampson to find her son.

Recovering from the sudden shock, Sampson turned around and quickly took Samuel into his arms.

Dolores was a step late in reaching him.

“Give me back my child!” Dolores went to open the driving seat door. Sampson locked the door. Dolores couldn’t open it; she could just look at her son through the tinted glass. She couldn’t tell if he was injured, his face seemed to be swollen.

She slapped on the window pane frantically, shaking the glass, “Sampson, get out and give me Samuel.”

Sampson did not dare to face her; he turned his face away from the window.

just give me back my

“You Bow to me and

was trembling

forgot to tell you, your son was not very obedient, he tried

Smack!

she could finish speaking,

had spent a lot of time applying makeup to was transformed

up, her hair was messed up and a lot of powder

beautiful look turned

hit me?” Maria glared at her, unable

palms itching

the Herbert family, Maria has had a sense of superiority. She could not

raised her hand to

soon as she raised her hand, it was caught

up and saw Matthew standing beside her. The sun was behind him, so the outline of his face shone

He threw her off.

few steps backwards to regain her

of being shaken off ruthlessly by Matthew was greater

the man

wanted by

was only cold and ruthless

“Matthew…”

didn’t even spare her a

out to hold Dolores who was shaking

fall on the ground any

to me, please, I beg you. you know how important he is

Her heart ached.

It ached a lot.

Randolph betrayed Jessica, and sent

thought of

of thing to her, she still thought that he had been momentarily

was not a bad

she might

understand him, she didn’t

first.” Sampson didn’t let go, now he could only take Samuel away first and then

she couldn’t see

Matthew

once had this

snatched away from her

to save your son, you have to marry my brother.” Maria smiled sinisterly, looking horrible, “The only thing you can do right now is to get in the bridal room and finish what was

darkened, “Do

since you broke our engagement. Everyone in City B knows that I am

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