Chapter 59

"Look, Heather," Bianca said and sipped her drink. "It's gonna be hard and horrendous to regain Cayden's attention. He doesn't even love you anymore…"

Blinking out tears, Heather looked away and wiped them off with her fingers.

Studying her, Bianca sighed. "I'm afraid I can't help in this situation right now." She wrapped her black polished ring-infested fingers around the rock glass, lowering her gaze. "Cayden hasn't even called to know how I'm faring since the day he kicked me outta his home. He said…" She wiped her tears with her thumb. "He said he never wanna see me anymore, and…and I should never pay him anymore visit."

Arms folded as tears rolled down her cheeks, Heather gulped hard while looking away. "I…I never expected to hear such from you, Mrs. Brooks."

Bianca shrugged and chuckled softly. "But this is the reality I'm living in right now, Heather." Her eyes sparkled with tears as she lifted her gaze upon Heather. "I can't help you, Heather. I'm so sorry…I'm sorry." She sniffled quietly. "I can boldly say I'm more pained than you are 'cause I'm his mother." She sighed. "Do you know how it feels to be rejected by your child? Especially because of a stupid wife…"

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Under the bright emission of lights in his cold spacious luxurious office, Cayden was engrossed in his laptop, and cross-checking a few documents on his table. His hair was packed up to the back and his sleeves were folded up to his elbows.

The door opened mildly and Kate emerged, looking elegant in her light makeup, a corporate black gown on silver heels. Her hair was perfectly packed up with colorful hair clips. Gently, she shut the door and walked down to Cayden's table. With a lowered gaze, she said, "G…Good day, Mr. Brooks! There's one Samantha who wishes to see you. She said she's your sister."

In a well-tailored suit on heels, Samantha was standing outside the door, gawking around in admiration of how glassy and elegantly magnificent the place was. Her side-parted red hair cascaded down to her waist. She was holding a small brown purse and a bag.

Soon, Kate emerged from the office. With a smile, she gestured to the door. "You may get in!"

Samantha smiled back and as she walked in, Kate couldn't help but admire her elegance.

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With laughter gleaming in his blue eyes, Cayden had shut his laptop and as Samantha entered, he grinned and said, "Is that my baby girl?"

Covering her face, she blushed, walked over, and dropped the bag and purse on the chair across from him.

"Oh, comm'n, come here," On his seat, his arms were stretched to receive her. "Come, sweetheart."

Turning around, she hugged him and he pulled her to his lap, cuddling her. "Been a while, big bro!" She said.

"Yeah, Sam," He kissed her forehead. "How have you been?"

"Good!" She was smiling up at him. "But you don't care about me anymore…you've forgotten all about us."

Smiling down at her, he said, "Nah, that's not true, Sam. I've just been swamped with work, okay?"

But she was gazing at him in such a way.

"Comm'n don't gimme that look, Sam," He arranged her hair. "Trust me."

"But I'm still mad at you, bro," She said.

"I know, Sam," He said. "Lemme make it up to you, sweetheart."

Her glinting ice-blue eyes were fixed in his.

"Let's go have lunch at Mitchell's place," He smiled. "She'd be glad to see you."

"Likewise," Samantha said, playing with his collar. "Been a while I saw her. I really missed her big smiles though." Her body was glued to him. "What about Elodre?"

"She's doing great!" He said.

"The weirdest thing is that I've missed her so much," She said and Cayden raised a brow. "I'm serious, bro. I am."

Well, that's weird for sure. He thought. "We both know you dislike my wife. You stood with mom to humiliate her."

Her long lashes fluttered as she lowered her gaze. "Yeah, I did. But I'm sorry. It…it wasn't my fault. It was mom who pushed me, and…and I thought sh…she was right." She lifted her watery gaze upon him. "But for reasons I can't articulate, I…I just have the feeling that mom has been wrong about Elodre. I guess mom was just upset cause you…you changed your mind about Heather."

Cayden was gazing down at her, listening attentively to her.

"Honestly," She said with tears glittering in her eyes. "I'm sorry, bro. I'm so sorry." She sniffled. "I…I know I messed up. I admit my fault."

With his glittering ice-blue eyes, Cayden was searching hers. Is she serious about this? Nah, she can't be serious. He thought. Mom had apologized to him even before starving his wife! She had the nerve to starve Elodre! Damn!! This is pretty intense. "Did mom send you to do this?"

Samantha's eyes widened. "Mom?!! No!! She isn't even aware that I'm here…and we've not spoken for a while now."

"Level up with me, Sam," He said.

"I…I'm serious bro…"

"Sam," His gaze upon her was intense. "Have you come to do what mom did?"

Hesitantly, she asked with a puzzled look. "Cayden, I swear with my life that no one sent me here. Besides, what did mom do?"

"Sam, be honest with me," He said. "Tell me the truth."

"I'm serious, brother. I promise."

And Cayden looked away in contemplation.

"I…I understand if you don't believe me, bro. But…"

"Sam," He gazed down at her. "Are you aware that mom stabbed Jasmine?"

"What?!!" Samantha sat up on his lap. Her eyes were wide. "Mom stabbed Jasmine?!"

Studying her, Cayden said, "Ain't you aware?"

"Bro, I…I swear I'm ain't aware of this. I'm ain't." She said. "How…why did mom do that?"

"So, you mean you ain't aware of this, Sam?" He said. "You know how much I hate lies."

"I believe this is just a coincidence, bro," She said, gazing up at him. "Cause I'm just hearing this from you now…and mom never mentioned this to me. I swear."

Raising a brow, Cayden was studying her intensely.

"Oh, God," She placed one hand on her forehead. "Cayden, please believe me when I say I'm ain't aware of this. Please, tell me why mom stabbed Jasmine…"

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