Samuel didn't know how long he had searched, but it felt like a long time had passed before he managed to find the taxi Ella was in. It was heading for Emerald Community.
Samuel stepped on the gas and drove the car 150 yards, quickly weaving into other lanes, and cutting off other cars.
He ignored the other drivers shouting and swearing, and finally overtook the taxi. He swung the steering wheel and his Lamborghini veered into a sidelong position across the road.
No one dared say anything, seeing such an expensive car complete a maneuver like this.
The taxi's brakes squealed to a stop; Ella's forehead banged against the seat.
As she rubbed her aching forehead, she thought gloomily: "More trouble! When will it end?"
Before she could even complete this thought, the back door of the taxi was opened, and she was dragged out.
Samuel treated her like a ragdoll and pushed her into the car in front of the dumbfounded crowd which had gathered around.
After he did all this in one go, without any hiccups, Samuel rounded the other side of the Lamborghini and got in. In Ella's dazed state, she hadn't taken in much of what was going on, and didn't even notice him punch the ignition. In a moment, he was out of sight again.
Two minutes later, the drivers of the other cars were still standing around flabbergasted, lost for words.
In the car.
Ella collected herself and calmly leaned back in the car seat, without saying a word. She didn't know what she could say, actually. She could only think about how embarrassing she must have appeared, to be involved into such a scandal.
"What's on your mind?" Samuel tried to hold her little hands, but she brushed him away.
She only had distrust for him.
And then, he said, "Ella, don't misunderstand me. You'll let Molly down if you act like this. How sad she will be if she knows you don't trust her at all."
"Samuel, " Ella murmured, "I trust Molly, but I don't trust you."
'Am I really that terrible?' he thought sadly.
'Not one man is good! They even flirt with their wife's best friends! ''
...
"You've got it all wrong, babe." He tu
“Who does she think she is? I won’t marry her even if she is the last woman on earth,” said Hiram Rong.
“Marry into a family with tens of billions of assets? How lucky I am! I won’t be so foolish as to break off the engagement. At worst, I can receive money as part of the divorce settlement,” said Rachel Ruan.
Their great-grandfathers made a pact about their engagement a hundred years ago...
urt because of my mistake.'
Samuel rose and Ella stutted, "Actually, Jane is..."
"Relax babe, " said Samuel, putting an index finger to her lips, "I won't give her a hard time." He assumed she felt pity for Jane.
Even if the girl was not his own daughter, Samuel wouldn't do anything to hurt her.
Ella removed his hand anxiously. "No, Samuel, what I am trying to say is that Jane..."
"Mom, I am fine. Don't quarrel with Uncle Samuel, please." Jane was at Ella's knee, grabbing her clothes.
The two adults were touched by Jane's innocence and peace-keeping. But when Samuel crouched down and tried to talk with Jane, Jane lowered her head again.
The light was so dim that Jane was shrouded over in darkness.
"Jane. We're not quarreling, I promise. I'm trying to tell you that this is your own home, and you can do whatever you want, just like your brother." No matter whose daughter she was, a child will always be the most innocent of adults' disputes.
Jane raised her head in surprise. "Uncle Samuel, is that true?"
She felt a tentative closeness to Samuel, but if he knew her true identity, would he be just as gentle?
She wished that he was not one of the richest men in the world. She didn't like celebrities. She wished her father was just an ordinary person, so he wouldn't have to worry about another child to split his fortune with.
She hated money. Money only made people worse.