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.

never liked Irene, but she was somehow eager to

truth-Samantha had tried to harm her,

Lionel said, appearing calm but he was already turning

“You need to plan ahead

Lionel asked, glaring

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

right then, and cut her short. “Did you do

Samantha laughed. “No way-

a sound behind her,

and terror from guilt. “You should be dead!

what you said when you tried to kill me!” Irene said

Samantha

I didn’t kill you!

your plan,” Irene said, baiting Samantha to confess as she had already started recording

was proof enough that she tried to kill Irene-even if she

was conspiracy to

Samantha kept shaking her head. “It wasn’t me, it wasn’t

glowering, and he barked, “Do you have a death wish, Samantha

scolding, and

be if she really

it. “No! I’d