Cynthia kopt calling out to Matthew, but the door to the hospital room was slammed shut, leaving only her trembling voice echoing in the air. Samantha waited until she was sure Mather had left before stepping out of the bathroom. She rushed over to Cynthia’s bedside, her heart tightening at the sight of her grandmother’s tear-
Theygen mask had sipped slightly, and she hurriedly adjusted it before gently patting Cynthia’s chest to help her breathe easier.
“Calm down, Grandma Your health comes Erst.”
“Samantha..you’re here too.
“Yeah, I got here earlier than Dad, but I didn’t want to disturb you while you were testing”
“The designs_You must keep them safe..
I will.” Samantha promised, her tone firm with determination.
She stayed by Cynthia’s side, soothing hertil she gradually calmed down. Once Cynthia fell asleep, Samantha left the hospital.
Samantha had always believed the designs were sofe at Cynthia’s house after all, she was the one holding the key.
But after hearing what Matthew had said earlier, an ease settled in her chest. What if he found the safe and managed to break it open?
She couldn’t take that risk. The only way to be wore was to retrieve the herself.
Samantha hailed arab to Cynthia’s house, a charming two–story villa with a small courtyard. Cynthia had always loved crabapple blossoms, and though November’s chill had set in, a few lingering Blowers still clung to the branches
The house and garden we well–maintained, kept spotless by caretakers who came by regularly, Samantha went straight upstairs, found the safe, and reloved the designs.
These were Cynthia’s life’s work–three thick notebooks, each page meticulously preserved in proteclve sleeves. Cynthia had poured her heart and soul into every single drawing on this
Samanthu carefully placed the designs in her backpack and left the villa. But the moment she stepped outside,
froze.
Several black sedan were parked at the entrance, their uminous prosence making her pulse quickon. She instantly realized something was wrong and turned to head to the back door However, before she could make a run for it, the back door swing open. Matthew stood there, leaning lazily against the frame, a smirk playing on his lips.
“have both covered What’s wrong? Why aren’t you running?”
Instinctively, Samantha’s grip on her bag tightened. Her mind raced How was she going to get out of this?
“Where’s that old hag’s designs?”
“I don’t know
“Do you really think I’d buy that? I have no idea what kind of spell you’ve cast on that old hag, but I can’t believe she actually
ly chose to gi
“I don’t know what you’re talking about”
“Cut the crap. Hand them over, or don’t say I didn’t wain you!”
to give something so important to an outsider like you
The moment the bodyguard turned away, Samantha seized the opportunity to slip through à p
gp batween them and bolted toward the front gate.
Samantha bit her lip before saying, “Fine I’ll tell you. They’re upstairs in the storage to find them you
Matthew shot a glance at one of his bodyguards. “Godbeck”
Matthew’s expression darkened in an instant. “Get hieil Don’t let her pet away?
The guards sprang into action, chasing after her.
Samantha wasn’t a match for them–these men were trained professionals. She barely made it past the ghen belop one of them caught up to her, twisting her arm and forcing her to the
ground
Pain shot through her as her laser slammed against the uneven stone paths she sucked in a sharp breath, biting back anty-
Mattiwwsaanden eduvik, crouching down in front of her. He reached out and slapped her face rundescendingly. “Did you really think you could outsmart me? How cute. Now, be a good glil and hand over the designs!‘
Chapter 45
