Her words fell into Sarah's ears, instantly taking on another layer of meaning.
Her face changed drastically, and she sharply questioned, "What do you mean by that? Are you two together? What's your relationship?"
Afterward, Sarah looked at Ethan, forgetting her fear and angrily said, "Mr. Steele, do you know that you have a fiancée? Now you're unclear with another woman. Are you being fair to Suzy? Don't forget, Suzy risked her life to give birth to your son."
"Open the door." Ethan gave the final order. His lowered voice indicated that his patience had run out.
No matter how dissatisfied Sarah was, no matter how brave she was, she didn't dare to really confront Ethan.
The future of the Miller family, the happiness of her daughter, all rested in Ethan's hands.
But the anger in her heart couldn't be easily suppressed. With a fierce glare at Samantha, she forgot her fear and ordered the servant to open the door reluctantly.
Ethan bent down, grabbed Samantha's wrist, and pulled her up from the ground.
A sharp pain shot through her knees.
Samantha stumbled and almost fell.
Fortunately, Ethan caught her waist and pulled her into his arms.
The warm and fragrant softness filled his arms, and the warm breath gently breathed on his cold suit. It seemed like an electric current flashed through his body.
"You slut, actually daring to seduce Suzy’s fiancé..." Sarah's eyes were bloodshot, and she was about to hit Samantha.
However, her hand was intercepted in midair.
The force was so strong that it felt like he could crush her wrist.
She twisted her face into a painful expression.
Ethan's voice, full of icy coldness, sounded, "Is this the education of the Miller family? I have to start questioning whether Lloyd Miller has the ability to complete the cooperation with the Emperor Group."
Threats were evident in his tone.
Sarah suddenly panicked.
She immediately begged in a low voice, "Mr. Steele, I'm sorry. I was reckless. I was just seeking justice for Noah. If he knows you found him a stepmother, he will definitely be heartbroken. After all, a stepmother can't compare to a biological mother."
She knew that mentioning Suzy was useless. It couldn't affect Ethan at all.
The only thing that could affect him was his son.
As expected, after hearing her words, Ethan let her go. "You should be grateful for Noah. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have the qualification to stand in front of me!"
After speaking, he took Samantha's hand and walked into the room without looking back.
Samantha followed obediently, feeling the warmth transmitted from Ethan's palm. A sense of warmth instantly surged in her heart.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since someone had stood up for her.
It felt really good.
With Ethan's help, the way was smooth all the way.
Samantha quickly arrived at Grandpa Miller's room.
The curtains were drawn, making the room pitch-black.
The long-sealed environment caused an unpleasant smell.
Thinking that Grandpa, who used to love cleanliness, had become like this, Samantha's heart twisted into a knot. She walked slowly to the window and pulled the curtain open a crack.
Sunlight streamed in, brightening up the room a lot.
Grandpa Miller, who was sleeping soundly, immediately frowned, blocking the bright light with his hand, displeased. "Quickly close the curtain."
The voice was old and hoarse, filled with exhaustion.
Samantha couldn't hold back her tears. She walked step by step to the bedside, knelt down with a 'plop,' tightly grabbing Grandpa Miller's hand, and cried with a choked voice, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I came back late. I'm sorry, your granddaughter is unfilial."
Grandpa Miller's reaction was unusually calm. “God... I dreamt of Sammie again.”
Samantha cried even harder.
"Grandpa, you're not dreaming. I really came back! Your Sammie is here to see you!" Samantha, with tears streaming down her face, said while holding Grandpa Miller tightly.
Grandpa Miller was momentarily stunned, slowly moved his hand away, and stared at Samantha with cloudy eyes. His thin, almost skeletal hand trembled as it gently touched Samantha's face.
It was warm.
There was warmth.
It wasn't a dream!
At this moment, Grandpa Miller couldn't hold back his emotions. Overwhelmed with joy, he said tearfully, "Sammie, you really came back? You finally came back? I thought I wouldn't see you until death."
Samantha buried her head in Grandpa Miller's arms, crying heartbreakingly.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Grandpa Miller also joined in the tears.
The grandfather and granddaughter hugged each other and cried.
Ethan stood at the door, listening to their cries, his expression showing a hint of emotion. It seemed that something deep within him was touched.
Finally, after the grandfather and granddaughter cried enough, Samantha helped Grandpa Miller up, let him lean on the bed, pulled open the curtains, and brightened up the room.
Only then did Grandpa Miller notice Ethan's presence. Wiping away a tear, he apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Steele. I didn't see you just now."
Ethan replied lightly, "It's alright."
Grandpa Miller vaguely guessed something and expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Steele, for bringing my granddaughter to see me!"
Since Suzy gave birth to a son for Ethan, the Miller family had completely fallen into the hands of Sarah and her daughter. Now, Lloyd turned a blind eye.
He knew very well that without Ethan, Sammie wouldn't have been able to come in.
Ethan didn't say anything, accepting his thanks.
Grandpa Miller then asked, "Mr. Steele, when can you bring Noah to see me? I haven't seen him for a long time, and I miss him."
Although he didn't like Suzy, he genuinely liked his great-grandson Noah.
He even wondered if Samantha's child would be this big if he had survived?
Ethan said, "In a couple of days, I'll find a time to bring him over."
Grandpa Miller smiled contentedly, repeatedly thanking him. He couldn't help but praise Noah, "Sammie, do you know, even though Noah was born to Suzy, he didn't inherit her at alll. Not only is he handsome, but he's also very smart. He plays the piano, and the melody is incredibly beautiful."
Samantha listened quietly.
She couldn't bring herself to like Suzy's son.
Curious, Grandpa Miller asked Samantha, "How did you end up with Mr. Steele? It's been four years. Why did you come to see me only now?"
Samantha answered, "I'm now working as a cook at Mr. Steele's house. If Mr. Steele hadn't told me that you were sick, I wouldn't have known, and I wouldn't have come to see you."
Grandpa Miller glared at her, "So, if I weren't sick, you wouldn't have come to see me?"
Samantha stuck out her tongue playfully, "I was planning to come see you anyway. I just moved up the time!"
Changing the subject, she said indignantly, "Grandpa, since you're sick, you have to get treatment! We just reunited, are you going to leave me and your great-grandson whom you've never met?"
Grandpa Miller widened his eyes in surprise, "Great-grandson? Did your child safely survive?"
Back then, Sarah and Suzy told him that Samantha had a difficult delivery, and the child died. Samantha couldn't bear the shock and disappeared.
It turned out Sarah and her daughter were lying to him.
Samantha nodded. Afraid that Grandpa Miller couldn't bear the truth about the twins' deaths, she didn't tell him, "Yes, not only did he survive, but he also grew up chubby and cute. Very adorable."
Grandpa Miller's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope again, "Then why haven't you brought him to see me?"
Samantha pouted and said intentionally, "If you don't follow the treatment, I won't bring him to see you, and you'll have to think about him every day."
The reunion of the grandfather and granddaughter gave Grandpa Miller hope to live. Like a child, he nodded obediently, "I'll get treated, I'll get treated. I can't bear to part with you, can't bear to part with my great-grandson I've never met!"
Samantha smiled satisfactorily, "Once you obediently undergo treatment, I'll bring your great-grandson to see you."
Grandpa Miller happily turned to Ethan, "Mr. Steele, please arrange for a doctor to consult with me as soon as possible. I need to get better quickly. I don't want to die."
"Okay!" Ethan nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past the door.
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