Chapter 45

"I don't have them. I don't know what you're talking about!" "Oh, you don't?" Matthew's eyes flicked to Samantha's backpack, a smug smirk creeping onto his face. "Give me your bag." "This is mine! Why should I hand it over to you?" "Give it to me!" he snapped, reaching for it. Samantha tried to resist, but he shoved her aside with brutal force. With a yelp, she stumbled backward, her waist slamming against a large flowerpot. The phone in her pocket absorbed some of the impact, preventing her from getting a more serious injury. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself off the ground and lunged for her bag. "Give it back!" Matthew shot a glance at his bodyguards. "Hold her down!" Samantha struggled, but she didn't stand a chance against trained men. She could only watch helplessly as Matthew dumped the contents of her backpack onto the ground. Papers and personal belongings scattered everywhere, but his hand went straight for the three thick notebooks. "Well, well, well. So, they