Nemesis Game

"Ruben, I'm okay. Don't do that to Samantha like this. I know she is harboring a grudge against me. It doesn't matter she slapped me." Peyton choked with red eyes as if she had cried bitterly. "I can do anything and even lose my life as long as she will let it go."

Ruben snapped with cold eyes, "Samantha, how could you force Peyton like this? Apologize to her, now!"

After hearing these words, Samantha got up with a pale face, trembling.

"What a joke. I have to apologize to her?"

She clenched her teeth and walked to Peyton's bed regardless of the pain in her knee. She said fiercely, "Aren't you going to die? Go to hell! Why are you crying?

Being scolded by her, Peyton cried even more miserably, tears falling endlessly on her cheek.

"Samantha!" Ruben raised his hand, trying to slap her.

Without dodging, she met his sharp eyes calmly.

"Come on!" She deliberately raised her pale face with sadness and despair in her dark brown eyes.

Ruben's hand was hanging in the air. With cold eyes, the next moment, he pressed her shoulders and kicked her knee, making her kneel on the ground in pain and unable to stand up again.

"Don't you want money? Why don't you kneel? Do you still care about your ridiculous pride?" Ruben mocked, staring at her coldly.

Samantha said word by word with red eyes, "Even if I end up being a whore, I will never kneel down to Peyton! She doesn't deserve it."

These words set off a storm in Ruben's heart.

She'd rather be a whore?

Ruben was completely irritated by her, looking at her fiercely. "Are you going to be a whore?"

Tears swirled in her eyes, but she refused to admit defeat. "So what! It's impossible to kneel down to her, never!" she insisted.

Ruben suddenly sneered coldly, and he was as horrible and gloomy as demons in hell.

Samantha froze, her mouth hanging open.

Ruben asked several strong men and put Samantha in the car. Since she repeatedly challenged his patience and bottom line, he directly sent her to the entertainment hall in Harmony. Samantha, who was in a trance, had no idea how she was brought here. She only remembered that Ruben dragged her to a luxurious private room.

It was full of business tycoons from all walks of life. As soon as Ruben came, he was invited to sit in by those people.

However, she stood there in a plain shirt and jeans.

"She is new. As long as you pay enough, you can play whatever you want," said Ruben, in a black suit, sitting in the middle of the sofa, shaking his goblet in his hand.

He did not catch a glance at her, and the smile on his lips showed his arrogance and indifference.

As soon as he said that, countless eyes were fixed on Samantha's cheek.

Samantha was good-looking, which was the only advantage that she got from the Moore family.

At this moment, she finally figured out what Ruben was going to do. She didn't really mean she would rather be a whore, and she never expected that he took it seriously. Unable to tell whether it was the heartache or the pain in her hand, Samantha felt that she was about to lose her stability in this noisy private room.

"Mr Knight, where did you find such a cool woman?" One of them asked, looking at her with dirty eyes.

Ruben said with a smile, "What are you doing? Come on. The only purpose of her is to make money."

He never laid a finger on her, but she felt that her cheek hurt as if she was being slapped repeatedly at this time.

As her husband, he tried to humiliate her in this way.

A strong sense of humiliation surrounded her in an instant.