Samantha greeted Rachel as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
“Rachel…”
Rachel and Cecilia froze at the sound of her name. Who else spoke in that saccharinely sweet tone? That voice was the stuff of nightmares!
Cecilia tugged at the hem of Rachel’s shirt and whispered, “Why don’t we pretend we heard nothing and just leave?”
Rachel shook her head at Cecilia. “It’ll be fine.”
She had already fallen out with William and Samantha, anyway. She wouldn’t take any tricks from
Samantha lying down.
She and Cecilia stopped in their tracks.
As Samantha approached Rachel, her gaze landed on the bags Cecilia was carrying. “Out for a shopping trip, Ms. Young? These don’t look cheap.”
“These aren’t mine. They’re Rachel’s,” Cecilia blurted out without much thought.
“Rachel’s… They’re for an elder, I suppose? But why have I been hearing about her cutting ties with the
Lloyd family?”
Rachel arched a brow. She fully understood why people say that good news went on crutches, while bad
news traveled fast.
How did Samantha even find out about it?
Rachel used to be able to at least hold a conversation with Samantha for the sake of work. They saw each other all the time, so it wasn’t good to let things between them turn too ugly.
But now, there was no need for her to tolerate anyone.
Rachel threw Samantha a cold glance. “What does that have to do with you?”
Samantha’s face froze. She was clearly taken aback by Rachel’s brashness,
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she lowered her head like a disobedient child who had done
something wrong.
“Rachel, I was just showing you concern. There’s no need for you to be so harsh.”
Her words didn’t soften Rachel’s stance one bit.
“How are we related, that you should be showing me such concern? To put it in nastier terms, if you
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hadn’t come in between William and me, our marriage wouldn’t have turned out the way it did. Is your so- called concern merely a show of pride as a homewrecker who successfully took my place?”
Rachel wasn’t very loud, but she spoke at a volume that passers–by were able to overhear.
Samantha’s tears came on cue, her eyes reddening like a rabbit. She started tugging William’s sleeve, like a child who got bullied at the playground.
“William, why is Rachel so fierce to me now? I really don’t mean any harm, you must believe me.”
William patted her shoulder comfortingly. “Alright, it’s fine. Stand aside and keep quiet. I have something
to talk to her about.”
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