Seeing him remain silent, Samantha continued, "I'm afraid something might happen to Alexander. In the entire city, you're the only person I can turn to. Will you help me find Alexander, please?"
Afraid he might refuse, Samantha tightly held his hand and pleaded, "I beg you, please help me."
Justin, feeling sorry for her, embraced her again. His thick hands gently patted her back. His deep, husky voice seemed to have a magical soothing effect, calming the restless hearts.
"Don't worry; I will help you. Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find Alexander for you."
Seeing him agree, Samantha finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Her tense nerves slightly relaxed.
At that moment, the Maybach returned.
With a 'zoom' sound, it abruptly stopped by the roadside.
Before the car could fully stop, the driver's door opened. Ethan, surrounded by an icy aura, stepped out with a somber face. He bent down, came to the two of them, and before they could react, he grabbed Samantha's wrist and pulled her towards the Maybach.
Things happened too suddenly.
Samantha's mind went blank for a moment, and there was an instant when she couldn't react.
Seeing Samantha being led away by a stranger, Justin followed without saying a word, grabbing Samantha's other wrist, preventing them from leaving.
"Who are you? Let go of Sammie."
"Sammie?"
The affectionate address made Ethan's pupils contract sharply, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Under the dim light.
Ethan's face was clearly imprinted in Justin's eyes.
In Justin's mind flashed what Samantha had just said.
Alexander is Ethan's biological son.
This person in front of him—could he be Ethan Steele?
This realization made Justin squint his eyes sharply.
An unprecedented sense of crisis surged towards him.
The two, one on each side, tightly holding Samantha's wrists, refused to let go.
Locked eyes.
For a moment, sparks flew.
Even the air seemed to be filled with a tense atmosphere of imminent conflict.
Samantha's wrists were pinched painfully, and her brows furrowed tightly as she attempted to pull her wrists away, only to have them gripped even tighter.
Seeing her discomfort, Justin immediately loosened his grip, apologizing with concern, "Sammie, did I hurt you? I didn't mean to."
Samantha shook her head, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
Justin lifted her wrist, earnestly examining her condition.
The interaction between them stung Ethan's eyes.
Ethan, appearing as if he came from an icy world, his face covered in frost, said coldly, "Come with me!"
Justin raised his head, sneering, "Mr. Steele, what right do you have to make Samantha go with you? What's your relationship with her? She's only been raising your son for four years."
"What relationship?" Ethan mocked, raising an eyebrow. Under Justin's gaze, he suddenly grabbed Samantha's chin, and his thin lips accurately sealed her red lips.
Samantha was dumbfounded. Her mind went blank.
For a moment, she forgot to resist.
Justin stared in disbelief, as if struck by lightning, watching the two kissing.
After the kiss, Ethan released Samantha, gripped her chin even harder, forcing her to look at Justin. In a cold tone, he said, "You tell him what our relationship is."
Though low, his voice was audible to Justin.
Justin looked at Samantha in astonishment, feeling the crisis intensify.
Samantha's small face turned completely pale.
She kept shaking her head, trying to break free from Ethan's grasp.
Unfortunately, Ethan's strength was too great. In just a moment, her chin turned red.
She was scared.
She retreated.
She didn't want Justin to know about her unspeakable relationship with Ethan.
She didn't want Justin to know that she was this kind of woman.
She didn't want to ruin the image he had in his mind.
Even though that image had been destroyed four years ago.
But at this moment, she still stubbornly wanted to preserve a shred of dignity.
"Ethan, don't say it. I'll go with you. Is that okay?"
Ethan slowly curled his lips, revealing a smile more terrifying than a nightmare. "Sorry, I've changed my mind."
At his words, Samantha's heart sank into the abyss.
Desperate, her eyes reddened, tears brimming, Samantha pleaded, "I beg you, don't say... don't say it..."
The more she begged, the more furious Ethan became.
Samantha, who had never softened in front of him, was now begging him for another man.
This realization made him feel like he was soaking in a vat of vinegar, wanting to strangle this woman who disturbed his emotions.
Jealousy burned wildly.
It swept away his reason.
She didn't want him to say anything, right?
The more she resisted, the more he wanted to say.
He wanted to completely ruin them, to keep them apart.
Seeing Samantha submissive and pleading before Ethan, Justin's heart ached unbearably.
"Ethan, Samantha is just a woman. If you have any grievances, take it out on me, don't hurt her."
His provocation, to Ethan, was like a joke.
Ethan curled his lips coldly, sneering, "Don't you want to know what relationship we have? We're the most tacit bedmates. Yesterday, this woman was still crying and begging me to be rougher with her in my bed. I've touched every inch of her body, including the red mole on the inside of her thigh, which I've caressed repeatedly. What do you think our relationship is?"
With the revelation of the truth, Samantha felt the world spinning. Her legs went weak, and everything went black before her eyes. She almost couldn't hold herself up, saved only by Ethan's quick embrace, giving her support.
Justin's mind buzzed, and everything around him fell into a mysterious silence. Somewhere in his heart, it felt as if something had been hollowed out.
For a moment, his eyes turned red. Tears blurred his vision. The seven-foot-tall man, at this moment, couldn't withstand the piercing pain, and tears fell.
It felt like the sky was collapsing.
The Samantha in front of him became incredibly unfamiliar.
Seemingly, she was no longer the innocent, lively, and kind girl he remembered.
"Sammie, is what he said true?" Justin asked.
Even if he already had an inkling of the answer in his heart, as long as she didn't admit it herself, he would unwaveringly believe in her.
Samantha's gaze darted around, avoiding eye contact with Justin, unable to meet his eyes.
Finally, she spoke the words, "I'm sorry..."
These brief words were like a heavy punch, landing ruthlessly on Justin's heart. The faint flame in his heart was completely extinguished. His eyes dulled, and he seemed lifeless, devoid of any radiance.
Observing his expression closely, Ethan, as if finding the stimulation insufficient, intentionally pulled down Samantha's neckline, revealing the love marks on her neck and collarbone.
Justin felt a sharp pain in his eyes.
Disappointed, he glanced at Samantha, turned around indifferently, and as if his soul had been pulled from his body, step by step, he walked towards the Bentley parked at the roadside.
His departing figure was desolate and lonely, as if abandoned by the entire world.
Watching him slowly fade away, Samantha couldn't contain her suppressed emotions any longer.
"Argh..."
She let out a desperate scream and started attacking Ethan as if she had gone mad.
"Ethan, why are you treating me like this? Why...? I'm going to kill you...! I hate you...!"
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