Chapter 314

Samuel let out a scornful laugh. "Why should I let you live here?" "You promised me that you would give me the Hasting residence!" "Haven't I given you other houses?" "But…" "The Hasting residence is not yours." Samuel lit a cigarette but didn't rush to smoke it. Holding it with his slender fingers, he leaned gently against the back of the couch. "Don't have any delusions about things that aren't yours." "But…" "No buts." "Sammy, do you really have to treat me like this?" "Natasha," Samuel said in a deep voice. "Have you finished? If you have, you can leave now. I still have someone to accompany me. I can't keep you here for too long." Natasha's eyes darted toward the staircase as she asked, "Someone? Who is it?" Was he really in bed with someone? Is that why he was acting so cold? "My wife." She was taken aback, her voice shifting to a shrill and high-pitched tone. "What did you just say? Where did you get this wife of yours? Or did you stumble upon some woman somewhere?