Nemesis Game

Chapter 44 Got Beaten

Suddenly, Ruben stared at Samantha with cold eyes.

"Maybe Miss Powell is right. Some dogs just smell meat," he retorted drily.

Peyton sure knew who had bitten him.

Grabbing Ruben's arm, Peyton could sense that there was something between him and Samantha,

and her eyes were filled with coldness.

Sure enough, she was a filthy woman, and she seduced Ruben.

Samantha sneered coldly, "Even dogs don’t eat rotten meat."

With that, she turned and walked away. This sarcastic remark went into Ruben's heart.

Rotten meat? Was she talking about meat or conscience?

Conscience...

The word flashed from his mind, and Samantha's sad eyes appeared in front of him without warning.

She lay in the rain and begged him again and again.

She was... She was pregnant with his baby at that time.

With a frown, Peyton was about to complain when Ruben threw her away. She was taken aback.

"Ruben..."

Ruben, however, strode forward without looking back.

Why would he always think of Samantha?

She was dead.

Clenching her teeth, Peyton followed him, not intending to give Ruben and Helena a chance.

She managed to kill Samantha, so there was no way for her to give Ruben away.

The party came to an end as Ruben and Samantha had both left. Without heading to the Knight's,

Samantha squatted in a place downstairs of the hotel, fumbled for a cigarette and lit it up.

In fact, she was addicted to smoking. She didn't want to be so degenerate, but she couldn't resist the

pain.

After finishing a cigarette, she gathered her long hair, which had been disturbed by the wind. Then she

hailed to a taxi and went to the Knight's house.

On the other side.

Peyton and Ruben returned to the Knight's house at the same time.

"Ruben, could you slow down. You drink," said Peyton, who felt that Ruben was not in a stable mood,

and he was so indifferent.

She had no idea why she hadn't gone any further with him since Samantha died.

On the contrary, she felt that Ruben was becoming more and more strange to her. Although he would

be very kind to her, he would cater to her every desire.

But she just couldn't feel his tenderness.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, it was quiet in the huge house, and the living room was brightly lit,

lighting up the dark villa.

Peyton helped Ruben to the living room. When she saw the beautiful woman sitting on the main seat,

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"Aunt, when did you come back? " Peyton asked in panic.

The old Mrs Knight, who lost her husband in her early years, made great contribution to today’s Ruben.

Although The old Mrs Knight was nearly middle-aged, the years left no trace on her. She was very

beautiful and has extraordinary temperament.

But her eyes were too sharp, with coldness and shrewdness, devoid of any softness.

The old Mrs Knight gave Dillon a look, and Dillon went to help Ruben.

"Miss Peyton, what would you like to drink?" The old Mrs Knight asked coldly, pulling the lid with her

long white fingers.

Peyton's heart beat faster and she said, "Thanks, I'm not thirsty."

The old Mrs Knight's aura was no less than that of Ruben. At this time, although Ruben was

semiconscious, he was still sober when he heard the old Mrs Knight's indifferent voice.

"Dillon, some tea for the lady," ordered the old Mrs Knight without giving Peyton a chance to refuse.

Peyton only felt flattered as the old Mrs Knight had been cold to her when she saw her before. Why did

she serve her tea today on her initiative?

Dillon brought a cup of hot tea, Peyton quickly took it, and it was so hot that she immediately put it

down.

"Hold it." Mrs Knight, sitting in the main seat, spoke coldly.

Peyton's eyes suddenly widened, as if she could not believe what Mrs Knight said.

Hold it?

She asked her to hold such a hot cup of tea?

Peyton’s expression changed in an instant.

"Aunt, the tea is very hot..." Peyton explained, keeping a low profile.

The old Mrs Knight looked down, and the bright light shone on her, reflecting the gloom in her eyes

very clearly.

"So you know it’s hot?" asked the old Mrs Knight, raising her eyebrow at her.

Not knowing what to do, Peyton looked at Ruben for help.

"Look at me!" The old Mrs Knight suddenly got up and scolded her.

Peyton was startled. Her hand shook a little, and the tea splashed out, which made her scream.

"Aunt, did I do something wrong to upset you? You can punish me, and I have nothing to complain."

Daring not to play hardball with the old Mrs Knight, Peyton could only hold back her anger.

Mrs Knight was a shrewd person, who could hear what did Peyton mean from these words.

Instead of being angry, she smiled, pointing to Peyton, "Peyton, come here and I'll tell you."

As the old Mrs Knight changed her face again, Peyton walked cautiously with the tea cup in her hand,

with tears in her eyes.

"Auntie, what do you want..."

A chill flashed through Mrs Knight's eyes. Before Peyton could could do anything, she was slapped

heavily on her face.

She hit her so hard, dumbfounding Peyton, and blood came out from the corner of the mouth instantly.

Ruben said, frowning, "Mom!"

"Do you know why I slapped you? From now on, stay away from Ruben. I’ll hit you if you keep

pestering him. You'd better not challenge my patience,” The old Mrs Knight said coldly.

Peyton's eyes widened and tears filled her eyes. “What did I do wrong? Ruben and I are really in love

with each other. Why can't you accept that? "

The old Mrs Knight's eyes narrowed. Leaning on the sofa, she said, "Do you really love each other? If

it’s true, you should not have let Ruben marry the Samantha just so that you would not need to go to

prison.

She had seen such tricks a lot. She thought Peyton was a clown at best who was unable to make

waves.

But she didn’t expect that Samantha died as soon as she left. Most importantly, she was pregnant with

Ruben's children when she died!

Peyton was a total bitch!

The old Mrs Knight flew into a rage at the thought of it.

Ruben got up and said, "Mom, it had nothing to do with Peyton. It's Samantha. She --"

With a cold look on her face, Mrs Knight threw the tea cup to Ruben's forehead.

With a "Bang!", the teacup was broke, and Ruben's forehead was stained with blood.

Peyton looked at him in horror. Later, with tears in her eyes, she accused the old Mrs Knight, "Please

vent your anger on me, aunt. How can you hurt Ruben?"

Hearing that, the old Mrs Knight got up from the sofa and slapped Peyton.

"Aunt..." Peyton was stunned by the slap.

The old Mrs Knight sneered, "Who are you? You haven't married to the Knight family. Even if you do

marry to the Knight family one day, you are not qualified to mind my businees. Let me make it clear to

you. As long as I’m here, you won’t have a chance to marry into the Knight family! "

Peyton sobbed, "Aunt, what did I do wrong? "

She gritted her teeth, wondering why did the old Mrs Knight preferred Samantha so much? Even if

Samantha died, she just didn't let go?

"I can't manage the affairs of the Moore family, but I can revenge for my daughter-in-law’s death."

Taking a deep breath, she held back her anger.

Samantha was really to her liking. She came to the Moore family when she was a teenager and

suffered a lot there.

She was fond of Samantha because she was frank and sincere, just like her. She was not as scheming

as Peyton.

Her son was blinded by Peyton. She won't.

Peyton's eyes were full of tears. "But she is dead. Are you willing to see Ruben being alone all his life.

The old Mrs Knight glanced at her contemptuously, sat down on the sofa and looked at her coldly.

"Even if she is dead, she’s my daughter-in-law. As for Ruben, of course he will marry another woman.

But you should be clear that it will never be you," said the old Mrs Knight coldly.