Chapter 76

Damn! She cursed savagely while jogging down the stairs. Reaching the dining room she pulled one of the chairs and plumped into it. She started eating.

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For the life of her, Elodre couldn't articulate how Samantha got to know about what she said last night and this was a huge nightmare for her. Did Jasmine tell her about it?! Hell she fuckin did?! How could she do such a nasty thing?! Damn!!

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After breakfast, Samantha grabbed her phone and jogged up the stairs. Grasping the doorknob, she was dialing Bianca's number. She slammed the door shut and plumped into the bed. "Oh, comm'n mom!!!" She wasn't taking her calls!

Damn!!

Shortly, Bianca called back. "Hey, Samantha!"

"Mom! What did you fuckin do!!!" Samantha said between gritted teeth. "I told you not to show that fuckin picture to anyone yet you did!! Fuck!!"

And Bianca fell silent for a while.

"What do you have to say about ruining my motherfuckin plan huh!!" Samantha snapped.

"Look, Sam," Bianca said faintly. "I… 'm so sorry,"

Samantha rolled her eyes.

"It was just Weston…."

"Weston?!!!" Sitting up, Samantha's eyes widened. "Of all the fuckin people you chose him?!!"

"Sam…"

"What the hell is wrong with you Mom?!!" Samantha yelled. "You suck ass! You fuckin suck! Does that mean I can't confide in you anymore?! I…I thought you got my fuckin back, huh?!"

"Honey, you have to calm down…"

"Now Weston has shown it to Elodre!!"

"He did?!!" Bianca gasped. "But you dunno what really went down the night I saw him."

"Damn you mom!!" Samantha said. "You always have your fuckin way!!"

"Sam…"

"You're delusional!!!" Samantha hung up and tossed her phone to the opposite end of the massive bed. Huffing while resting both elbows on her lap, she swept her forehead up to the ribbon on her hair with her palms and blew out heavily. fuck!! she cursed savagely.

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Also on her bed in her well-furnished luxurious room, Bianca was in total shock. Her ocean-blue eyes were wide and glowing with regrets. Damn! Why did she show the picture to Weston?! Oh my fuckin god!! Oh my god! What if he shows it to Cayden?!! Did he mention her?!!! Bianca swallowed hard as a hard knot formed in her guts.

But she'd pleaded with him to not show it to Cayden. Why then did he show it to Elodre? And why was he so mad when he saw the picture?! Bianca was bewildered. Oh, Samantha! She never meant to ruin her plan. She never knew it would turn out this bad! Oh fuckin damn it!!

All restless, Bianca sat up on the bed.

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From her wardrobe, Samantha grabbed one of the parcels of cigarettes and a lighter. Striding toward the bed, she slipped out a stick and lit it. Tossing the parcel on the bed, she walked to the huge window and gazed down. Savagely, she dragged the cigarette and puffed out the smoke from her mouth and nostrils.

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Elodre couldn't believe Jasmine had told Samantha about their conversation last night.

"Do you care for more, ma'am?" Jasmine said as she carried the tray.

"No, I don't," Elodre said, studying her closely.

"Ma'am," Jasmine said hesitantly, "I swear with my life I never said a word to Samantha."

Elodre blinked. "I never said you did."

"Samantha must have been lurking around the room during our conversations last night," Jasmine said. "I kinda felt it…even though I didn't see her. But I did, this morning. She'd been listening to us before coming in."

Elodre looked away from Jasmine. God knows she can't trust anyone anymore…and Jasmine isn't exempted.

"When I was about to mention her name at the door she beckoned me to remain silent…" Jasmine said.

Raising a brow, Elodre shot a gaze at her again.

"I'm sure she'd been listening to our conversation 'cause she came asking if I usually take that long to serve you," Jasmine said.

But this made no sense to Elodre. Her gaze upon Jasmine was emotionless. Maybe Jasmine is just scared and wants to defend herself. She thought. "Thank you, Lady Jasmine."

Her mistress' voice wasn't as delightful as usual…and she wasn't smiling either. "Ma'am, please, believe me. I swear with my life!" Jasmine fell to her knees sobbing. "I'm telling the truth…"

"I don't recall accusing you of anything," Elodre said softly. "So why the sudden plea?"

"I heard everything she said to you, ma'am," Jasmine sobbed. "I stood at the door all through the conversation."

"Did you have to?" Elodre questioned. "You wouldn't have bothered if you did nothing wrong."

"Christ!" Jasmine gasped. Does Elodre believe Samantha for real?! Has Samantha made Elodre eat from her hands?! "Ma'am you know Samantha so well. From the moment I saw her I knew she was up to something. She wanna make you eat from her hands, ma'am," She whimpered. "Don't let her win…"

Elodre sighed. Of course, Samantha is up to something. But how could she have heard everything? How did she know something was wrong with her marriage?! These thoughts clouded her mind and she was engulfed.

"I know I didn't have to listen to your conversations," Jasmine said. "But I just wanted to confirm what I was suspecting."

"And what's that?" Elodre gazed down at her.

"That she'd listened to our conversation," Jasmine said. "I knew from the look on her face, plus I was surprised to see her at the door so I was wondering what she was up to. I'm so sorry, ma'am." Jasmine sniffled.

And a faint chuckle escaped from Elodre's trembling lips as tears rolled down her ruddy cheeks. She felt betrayed…and it hurt so unbearably. There is no one she can confide in anymore. She's a failure! A damn failure! Elodre wept, all trembling.

"Ma'am…"

"Please leave, Jasmine," Elodre wiped the tears with her trembling fingers. "Leave now."

In tears, Jasmine arose, trembling. "Please.."

"I said leave!!" Elodre snapped and she flinched. "Go away! Leave me the fuck alone!!!"

Shock flashed on Jasmine's face. Swiftly, she carried the tray and left the room in tears. This is the first time Elodre has ever raised her voice. Jasmine couldn't help the shock.

Trailing down the stairs, Samantha snickered and Jasmine stiffened upon hearing that.

She'd been listening again!!