Nemesis Game

Chapter 65 Changing the Female Lead

Samantha Powell coldly looked at Ruben Knight’s eyes, her fingers hanging by the side of her waist Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

clenched slowly. Crimson blood dripped from her fingers, her palm still had fragments of the broken

flowerpot from before.

“You’ve overpraised, Mr. Knight.” Samantha said indifferently, “I can’t compare to Mr. Knight’s lying in

order to defend Peyton Moore in every possible way.”

Her eyes were calm, deep down was a layer of ashes that was about to extinguish.

It was as if that was her only hope.

Ruben couldn’t stand to hear Samantha’s gloomy talk. He grabbed her wrist and forcefully dragged her

in front of him.

“Are you jealous?” he smiled lightly, eyes narrowed.

As if she heard a funny joke, Samantha laughed so hard that her tears were coming out, “Jealous? Mr.

Knight you’re not sick, are you?”

Only then did Ruben notice the blood on her hand and his gaze deepened, “Your hand--”

“It’s none of your business!” Samantha forcefully shook him off, her eyes filled with a bone-chilling look.

Ruben gripped her slender wrist with force and questioned, “Is this how you treat your life-savior?

Huh?”

“I didn’t ask you to save me. At worst, it was just getting dealt with by the Baker family.” I pulled through

disfigurement, do you think I would still be afraid of this so-called humiliation?

Samantha gave up struggling and simply looked at Ruben coldly.

Ruben noticed that there seemed to be something different about Samantha. He didn’t anger her right?

Why is she being crazy again?

“So what you’re saying is that I meddled by saving you?” Ruben held Samantha’s wrist tightly, almost

wanting to crush it, “What were you doing here with Gabriel Baker? Why? You miss him that much that

you can’t even wait for the banquet?”

Samantha saw the rage deep down in Ruben’s eyes. She smirked and her face looked extremely

charming, “Why should I tell you what I was doing with him?”

She was now Ruben’s lover and he had always been extremely possessive of his own things.

But Samantha just wanted to disgust him.

He upset her so she returned the favor hundred times more.

“You!” Ruben looked at the bruises on Samantha’s cheek, his gaze as sharp as a knife, “Was I

supposed to compliment your deep affection towards Gabriel then? But did you see? He didn’t even

dare to say a word to defend you, you think that you’re worthy enough for him to offend both the Baker

and Knight family?”

Samantha was still very indifferent, without a hint of emotion in her eyes, “This has nothing to do with

you, Mr. Knight.”

Ruben felt that his patience was being worn out bit by bit. Samantha was so arrogant that she had

never given him a nice look. He clearly just saved her but she’s still so head over heels with Gabriel.

Then why did she stay by his side?

Even so, Ruben couldn’t let Samantha off the hook so easily. She’s the first person that ever wanted to

use him for her own purpose.

“Nothing to do with me?” he sneered, “Did you forget who you belonged to now?”

Ruben’s pride was challenged. Samantha was actually thinking about other man in front of him?

Samantha stared at him. Ruben’s chiseled face was so close, but she could no longer overlap this face

with the face of that Ruben from her memory.

The person that she loved might have died long ago.

And Ruben Knight killed him with his own hands.

Samantha told herself that Ruben had condoned Peyton Moore countless times, and she should no

longer have any attachment to him, let alone the slightest illusion.

“I haven’t forgotten who I belonged to, but so what?” Samantha laughed.

With raging anger under his eyes, Ruben questioned in a deep tone, “Helena Powell--”

His anger had reached its peak, Samantha wasn’t afraid of him and challenged his authority recklessly.

Who gave her the guts?

Just when the atmosphere between the two was at a standstill, Peyton who had bandaged her wounds

came walking over from the banquet hall.

“Ruben, Miss Powell is injured, let me take her to get her hand treated first.”

Peyton’s forehand was plastered with a piece of gauze. She changed into an emerald green long dress

with her long black hair casually draped over her chest, giving out a fresh soothing look, as if she was a

fairy from the forest.

Ruben let go of Samantha’s hand as Peyton walked over.

“Bring her over.” His eyes lightly swept over Peyton’s face with a gloomy expression.

“Come with me, Helena.” An elegant smile spread across Peyton’s face.

She went to hold Samantha’s hand to show her generosity, but Peyton’s hand had just touched hers

when Samantha frowned all of a sudden and stepped backwards uncontrollably.

“It hurts!” Samantha cried out in pain.

Peyton’s pupils shrank and she widened her eyes fiercely.

Blood dripped from Samantha’s fingertips and landed on her blue skirt, smudging out a blurred color.

“Ruben--” Peyton’s heart tightened, and she turned back to look at him subconsciously.

What was this bitch up to again? She didn’t even intend to do anything.

Samantha’s thin shoulders were trembling, and her face was pale white, “I’m fine, I know that Miss

Moore didn’t mean to do it.”

It was fine if she didn’t explain, but since she did, it looked like all her explanation was made just

because of she was wrongly treated.

Peyton was pissed off but she has always been more stoic than anyone, “I’m really sorry, I accidentally

touched your wound.”

She even had the feeling of killing Samantha now. Slandering her? Scheming her? Peyton was good at

tricking others, but she was tricked by others today.

With what Samantha said, there was no way Peyton could’ve said Samantha accused her, so she had

to go along with it and admitted it.

Ruben stared dead straight at Peyton and said word for word, “You go ahead, I’ll take her.”

Peyton was shocked, she almost couldn’t believe that those were Ruben’s words.

She looked at him panickedly, but Ruben had already turned his back and was dragging Samantha’s

wrist to leave.

Ruben actually didn’t believe her?

Samantha stumbled to keep up with Ruben’s pace and while in the hurry she glanced back at Peyton.

She hooked her red lips at Peyton, her smile full of vindictive pleasure.

Even Peyton Moore got a taste of getting schemed today.

And she deserved it!

If it was the past then perhaps Ruben would have believed Peyton as usual, but since he heard what

Nia said, Ruben would have subconsciously think that Peyton was using a bitter plan again.

Regardless if Peyton was innocent or not, given that she had priors.

Ruben chose to defend her in public and denied what Nia said.

Perhaps he still wanted to give Peyton a chance to reform.

After all, Peyton was once so kind and gentle.

Peyton saw Samantha’s smile and she could only feel that it was full of provocation. She clenched her

teeth tightly, fingers cracking from holding too tight and kicked the ground in annoyance.

“That bitch!”

Instead of benefiting from attending today’s banquet, she had made herself infamous.

This was too much to lose!

Ruben took Samantha to the resting room of the Baker Residence personally and had people

bandaged her hand.

After the scene where Luke beat up Gabriel, Samantha only felt exhausted but the banquet was still

ongoing and Ruben couldn’t leave, so she had to stay as well.

Samantha was in the resting room to calm down for a while and was about to go out when she saw the

door being pushed open, and elegant Mrs. Baker walked in slowly.

The moment she saw Mrs. Baker she instantly felt bad.

“Miss Powell, tonight’s incident started because of you and I don’t want to make things difficult for you,

but I hope that you stay away from Gabriel from now on. And as for the drama Be Passionately

Devoted, I will have Universal Entertainment change the female lead.”