Chapter 67
Bradley responded, “My men just informed me that he’s out of danger. He has a mild concussion and excessive blood loss, but with some rest, he’ll recover.”
Samantha bit her lip and tell silent. If anything, she almost looked disappointed
ed up.”
He continued, “You did well. Leave the rest to me. Legally, he’s at a greater fault here. I’ll be sure to get him locked up.”
“For how long?”
He was taken aback. Then, he responded apologetically, “Since it was an attempted crime, the maximum is three years. I’ll do everything I can to push for the harshest sentenced
Thankyou
pradley left, and Samantha remained in the room, waiting in silence.
Norjong alter, someone came to escort her out, and she was asked to sign a statement. Once that was done, she stepped outside, where Simon was already waiting
› take her to a where Leonardo waited.
Samantha tensed, feeling out of place. The blood on her hands had been washed away, but her clothes were still dirty, and she looked like a mess. Meanwhile, Lennardo’s car–like everything else about him was sleek, expensive, and pristine.
Relax. You don’t have to worry about getting anything dirty ”
Even so, she sat stiffly.
Leonardo reached into the backseat, pulled out a blanket, and draped it over her “You don’t have to worry about anything else.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. I didn’t help you just for that.”
Samantha fell silent. He was right. Those two words could never repay everything he’d done for her, but she didn’t know how else to thank him.
The car ride was quiet after that Leonardo didn’t ask her any questions and merely left her be
Eventually, the car pulled up outside a villa. Samantha glanced out the window and immediately recognized the place–it was the same villa Layla had stayed before.
“Why’d you bring me here? 1 want to go home.”
“Take a shower and change your clothes first. I’m sure you don’t want others to be worried al
about y
you, right?”
She looked awful—measy, bruised, completely worn out. If Layla saw her like this, she’d definitely freak out. If she was being honest, she didn’t want to talk about what had happened. She merely wanted it all to be over.
Samantha got out of the car and was led inside by a housekeeper. Halfway down the hall, a Border Collie–its name was Stone sharp instincts. There wasn’t any commotion, but somehow it sensed something was wrong.
-came sprinting toward her with
concem. It barked twice, as if trying to
As soon as it reached her, it stopped, snitting around her anxiously, circling her several times before looking up at her with concen comfort ber. From the entrance to the villa’s grand hall, the dog never left her side. It followed her all the way to the staircase.
The housekeeper explained, “I’ve prepared a bath and fresh clothes for you. Please follow me upstairs.”
Samantha followed her upstairs. Stone stayed at the bottom, barking after her, pacing back and forth as if tom between following her and staying pur.
She turned to Leonardo, confused. After all, he was the dog’s owner–be’d understand its behavior best.
Lennardo knelt beside the dog, giving it a few firm pats on the neck. Then, in one smooth mation, helfted the dog’s paw and placed it on the first step of the stainase. “It can roam around the villa, but it’s not allowed to go upstairs.”
Samardhe realized that the dog had been barking anxiously at the bottom of the stairs because it wasn’t allowed upstairs. With just one simple action from him, the dog immediately took off, bounding happily up the stairs behind her.
She turned b
