The Runaway Groom

Chapter 143

Samantha was in a great mood since Irene was gone, and was convinced that the Spencer estate now was all her son’s to take.

Naturally, what belonged to her son was hers as well.

“As the doctor ordered, I made a blanched meal of meat and vegetables. You should eat more, and you’ll get better soon,” she told Lionel.

When Lionel tried to push himself up, she quickly came to help him, even putting a pillow behind him for him to lean on.

Then, as she poured him a bowl of broth, she said, “By the way, I heard that Irene went missing.”

Lionel’s head jerked toward her right then, and the look in his eyes puzzled her.

“What’s with that look?” She smiled.

Lionel realized that he was overreacting too, and quickly tried to hide it so that she did not notice. “The broth looks good. It must have taken a while to cook it, right?”

“Yeah! I spent hours on it-have as much as you like.” Samantha handed him the bowl, and *quickly changed the subject. “Don’t you think Irene would meet an accident, going missing

like that?”

As Lionel stared at Samantha, he did not need Irene to tell him that Samantha knew something he did not, given the way she was testing the waters.

but she was

have been telling the truth-Samantha had tried

get into an accident?” Lionel said, appearing calm but he was already turning cold inwardly. “She went missing for months last time too. Maybe she’s just hiding again–why

“You need to plan ahead if something really happened

are you talking about?” Lionel asked, glaring

is your sole heir now, so you should focus on him. Don’t think about your daughter–she’s married and belongs to another family, and the Jeffersons would never want for

no longer stand it right then, and cut her short. “Did you

Samantha laughed. “No way-

when she heard a sound behind

terror from

what you said when you tried to kill me!” Irene said as she strode

Samantha

I didn’t kill you! You shouldn’t

your plan,” Irene said, baiting Samantha to confess as she

that she

was conspiracy

shaking her head. “It wasn’t me, it

barked, “Do you have a death wish, Samantha

head seemed to clear up from his scolding, and she looked between Lionel and Irene. “Y-You’re not

she really was!” Lionel

reality, Samantha promptly denied it. “No! I’d never kill anyone! It’s