Chapter 61

Tears spilled down Samantha's cheeks as she blinked. She swallowed hard and lifted her gaze upon him, searching his glowing blue eyes. They were as cold as ice and she was gonna freeze from shock. He's harder than she knows. His eyes were burning fiercely like a furnace. Whenever he's protecting Elodre he doesn't look back. He gets incredibly wild. He won't care about who the fuck might be on his way. And this was so draining as hell! "So…you're saying I…I can't visit you, Cayden?" She asked softly.

"I don't understand the reason behind your tears, Samantha." He was still holding her in his arms.

"Your response, Cayden," She sobbed. "It hurts."

A smile pulled one side of his lips. "My response? Really?" He raised a brow and looked away for a while. "What about yours, Sam?" He gazed down at her again.

She lowered her gaze and tears dropped on her suit sleeves as her arms were folded.

"I'm asking you a question, Sam," He said calmly. "What about yours? Have you forgotten the bullshit you've been saying to my wife??" Shaking his head, he smiled. "I can't trust you, Sam. And, am I to be blamed, huh? No, put yourself in my shoes…or my wife's. You especially backed Mom up to do and say shitty things about my wife…and none of them have escaped from my fuckin memory."

Whenever he uses the F words, he's getting pissed and hell that's the last thing she ever wants. "I…I know, brother." She whimpered. "But I…I'm sorry, please…"

With his sparkling ice-blue eyes fixed on her, he was studying her closely, reading all her expressions.

Lowering her gaze, she said, "I'm sorry. I…I really wanna b…be a part of your life again."

"Now you're saying this, huh?" He said. "Not after what mom did to my wife, Sam. Not after she stabbed Jasmine."

"D…don't take that out on me, bro," She said and rested her head on his chest. "Please…"

Rubbing her back, he said softly, "I ain't taking it out on you, Sam. I love you. You're my baby girl and you know that."

She gazed up at him. His eyes were still fierce. "Are you still mad at me?"

He smiled and shook his head. "Yes, I am."

And she believes that. She knows him better than that. She sighed. "I…would like to say hi to Weston too. I just came to at least have some time with you."

"It's alright, sweetheart," He said. "Didn't you bake him some cake too?"

"You know Weston isn't much of a cake person."

"Oh, yeah," He nodded.

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She got into her car, tossed her purse on the passenger's seat, and blew out heavily, cupping her face with her palms. That was pretty intense. She thought. Her grip was firm on the steering as she bit her lower lip. Cayden is so hard like damn. What should she do now?

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"Sam!!!!" The ICT boys screamed her name enthusiastically once she stepped into the cold glassy research center.

"Hello, guys!" They all exchanged pleasantries and chatted for a while before she said. "Is your boss in his office?"

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Popping her face into his office, the cold effect of the AC hit her so hard that she shivered. The first thing that registered in her head was the sweet scent of his cologne lingering in the air. He didn't notice her. She took a few minutes to idolize the classy setting and neatness of his office before shutting the door mildly. Everywhere was shiny.

With his headset on, his eyes were fixed on his laptop screen. He was swamped.

Quietly walking over, she turned to his side and gently held his arm.

"My God!! Sam?!!" He gasped in astonishment, his wide eyes fixed upon her. "Hey!" He took off his headset and wrapped his big arm around her.

"Hey, Weston!" She was grinning.

"Aww, my love," He put her in his lap and cuddled her. "How are you doing? Been a while."

"Yeah," She glued her body to him, burying her face in his big chest. "I'm good. How's the work going?"

"Well," He said. "Just swamped with a few projects right now."

"Oh, hope I haven't interrupted?" She said,

"Oh, comm'n kiddo," He arranged her hair. "I'm glad you're here. Heard from mom?"

"Sure," Samantha said. "I'm even coming from Cayden's office."

He raised his brows. "Oh, cool!

" Urrm…"

"What would you like for lunch?" He asked.

"Lunch?" She rubbed her stomach. "Cayden and I went to grab some lunch and bro I'm overfed."

Smiling down at her, he said, "Oh, cool." He was rubbing her back.

"But I need something else…" She feigned a sad face.

"Like what?" He raised a brow.

"Money," She said.

A smile pulled his lips. "Need money?"

"Yeah," She nodded.

"How much?" He asked.

"Just five hundred dollars," She blushed. "But I don't need cash."

He picked up his phone from his table and in a few seconds, an alert popped up on her phone. "Aww! You added more!! Thanks, bro!!"

"You're welcome, my love," He said.

"Heard mom stabbed Jasmine." She said,

"What?!!" His eyes widened. "Mom stabbed Jasmine?!!"

"Yeah," She shrugged.

"How did you know that, Sam?" He asked.

"Cayden told me," She said.

"What's the reason?" He asked.

"He said mom got mad at Jasmine cause she reported her to Cayden."

"I don't get it," Weston raised a brow.

"Mom starved Elodre," Samantha said. "So Jasmine spilled the beans."

"Mom starved Elodre?!!" Weston echoed her. "What kinda fucked up shit is that? Why did she do that?!"

"I dunno," Samantha shrugged.

"I hope Cayden kills her for that bullshit, huh? Did he?!"

"Weston?" She gazed up at him. "Don't say that."

"I swear the fuck," He said. "She won't dare try that shit with my Jigyasa."

Samantha smiled at that and shook her head. "You know Jigyasa is our baby girl. Mom would never do that."

"Elodre is part of us, Sam," He pointed out. "She shouldn't be bullied and stuff.