Chapter 81

As Genevieve hung up, Anthony stood up and his face turned somber.

“Go and get Samson’s caretaker,” Anthony snarled.

“Yes, sir,” Daniel responded immediately.

Soon after, a housekeeper was led to him, her face wrinkled with worry.

“Mr. Hoffman… The housekeeper started.

Anthony interrupted, “Is Samson with you all the time?”

Anthony’s voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

The housekeeper was flustered. Her voice trembled as she replied, “Yes…”

Anthony took in her reaction and narrowed his eyes. His gaze took on a chilling light.

“Honestly, how dare you lie when Mr. Hoffman is questioning you?” Daniel exclaimed.

The housekeeper trembled slightly. She hesitated for a few seconds, She couldn’t help but confess, “I didn’t mean to. It was Ms. Stewart who told me not to tell you.”

“Recently, Ms. Stewart frequently asks me to bring Samson to her the housekeeper explained. “She locks him in a room so on Malcolm instead, Samson is too little and cries often. When he cries, Ms. Stewart…”

m so that we can focus

The servant hesitated, slightly frightened.

“She…?” Daniel prompted.

“Ms.

Stewart will scold him, occasionally beat him, and even starve him. There’s nothing we can do….

The housekeeper lowered her head, trembling with fear, and whispered, “Maybe it’s because Malcolm can’t speak, but when Ms. Stewart is angry, she’ll

il take it out on Samson because she can’t bear to take it out on her own son…”

child!

Who would have thought this bright young woman could be so harsh on a child!

There was dead silence in the office.

Anthony’s expression was twisted with distaste, his face harsh and foreboding. The air around him became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, he grabbed an ornament on the table, well worth six figures, and hurled it to the ground. The veins of his arms strained against the

skin, and his whole body was tense.

The housekeeper didn’t dare to make another sound

Anthony’s voice was dark and frigid, causing chills to skitter down their backs.

“Go and take Samson away. You don’t have to inform anyone, Anthony ordered.

be ruined if he continued

nodded, “I’ll arrange it.”

at the housekeeper.

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in the

housekeeper didn’t dare to beat around the bush and told him everything in full

tyrannical, never thinking of anyone else. She scolded people every time she opened her mouth, and she struck others whenever she raised her hand. She would not even consider

Rosalie would be as gentle as a

actuality, she was a

threatening to burst from his chest, Anthony took a deep breath.

Anthony ordered

everything that had happened in the wake of Rosalie’s return

lost his wife and child because

weren’t

his head, and he tasted the tang of

solely for Austin

phone

have a drink with me” he

On the other side, Brendan stared at the

are you drinking in the middle of the day?”

invited a large group of people to keep Anthony

private room was very lively

a few girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young models who had just entered the industry of actors new to the scene

to ride their coattails, so they were working hard at entertaining

Anthony was the prettiest, even vaguely looking

this was on purpose

at her. He sat in the shadowy booth, solemn and

heard Genevieve’s voice in the afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging

He couldn’t ho

overwhelmed by his surging

said was that Rosalie

could take pity on Samson, but why not pity

missed her. He wanted her back by his

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was sure he would be good

why wouldn’t Genevieve believe It?

a whiskey, but it might as well have been tasteless to

him tried stopping

of them cajoled. “Are you trying to

of drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry

was talking to the female model beside

figure was curvaceous and eye–catching, but she had been unable to find a

knelt and poured

were trying to convey something while handing the glass to

a little startled when he

just seen

‘Genie?

it her?‘ Anthony

y wondered.

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