Chapter 298: Fury


    Therefore, he was very picky about cigarettes, as well as his posture and manner when smoking. He


    also collected a lot of valuable cigarettes.


    George had always in favor of youngdies, but he wound up being obsessed with Samantha, who


    was over forty even though she looked like a young beauty in her thirties. She was still not as good as


    those young women, though. He was fascinated by her only because Samantha had a surprising


    understanding of cigarettes. She could even be described as an expert on cigarettes.


    Not only did she know how to smoke, but her demeanor of smoking was so sexy that he would be


    aroused with a single nce. What was even more impressive was that Samantha could make


    cigarettes herself. She made all kinds of cigarettes with different colors and tastes. Her works were


    refreshing and addictive.


    He had never seen anything wrong with it. Instead, he especially cared for Samantha. For her sake, he


    had broken up with his mistress and even forced the pregnantdy to undergo an abortion.


    But now, sitting on the toilet, George suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He noticed a problem


    that had been ignored recently, and that was... his infatuation with cigarettes was almost morbid. And


    he was only obsessed with the cigarettes that Samantha had made for him.


    Suddenly, a possibility shed in his mind. George''s face was nched as piercing cold sweat trickling


    down his back, freezing him.


    After a long time, George abruptly stood up. Something ruthless shed through his eyes. The next


    moment, he rushed out of the bathroom and drove towards Samantha''s vi as fast as he could.


    As for Samantha, she was slowly stabilized after taking in a few cigarettes. However, her fingers


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    holding onto her cigarette were still trembling.


    She looked up slowly andbed her messy hair. She turned her gaze at Joey, who had been


    standing in the middle of the room and looking at her with aplicated expression. Then, she curled


    her lips and formed a miserable smile before saying slowly, "You must be surprised to see me like this.


    Now ... you must look down on me. To be honest, I hate myself, too..."


    Joey looked at Samantha in confusion. "Why? Why are you taking drugs?" Her voice revealed her


    disappointment.


    In Joey''s opinion, Samantha was from a prominent family, enjoyed high social status, and was rich.


    Besides, she got an excellent son, Martin. She already had everything women dream to have in their


    lives. What else could drag her down?


    Could it be that she was just too bored? The more perfect her life was, the more she wanted to have


    something different, something new and exciting?


    Questioned by Joey, Samantha shook her head and closed her eyes, leaving tears running down


    silently. "You won''t understand it. I can''t exin it to you. I''ve... I''ve always liked you. I''ve always


    wanted you and Martin to be a couple. It''d be better if you would be his wife. Now it seems impossible.


    If possible, please don''t tell anyone about what happened today. I still have some things to do. After


    that, I will surrender myself. I know that not only do I take drugs, I also make drugs. My sins are


    unforgivable. I have understood this since I made the move, so I have never thought of getting away


    with this. "


    Samantha''s voice was deste, but her gaze was determined. It was an unwavering resolution. It was


    the madness of sacrificing everything to get what she wanted.


    It sent a chill to Joey''s heart. Joey suddenly had a feeling that things might not be as she had


    imagined. Just as she was about to ask Samantha about it, some noises came from downstairs.


    "Mr. George, you can''t go up. No, madam didn''t permit you. You can''t just rush to her bedroom like


    that..."


    It was the sound of several maids stopping George from driving into the vi.


    "Fuck off!"


    George never cared about those nobodies. He roared angrily and whipped his hands, pushing the


    maids who were protective of their mistress to the ground. After that, he rushed straight to Samantha''s


    bedroom with fury.


    Realizing that George was here with such a furious manner, the originally dispiriteddy narrowed her


    eyes and seemed to be enlightened. Without any exnation, she stuffed Joey into the wardrobe. The


    moment Samantha closed the door of the wardrobe, George kicked into the room like an infuriated lion.


    And the security guards outside also reached the room. But Samantha waved her hand at the guards


    calmly, signaling them to leave.


    With a huge bang, George mmed the door shut. He walked a few steps to Samantha, reached out to


    grab grabbed Samantha''s slender neck fiercely before using with his eyes on fire, "You! Tell me,


    what exactly you did to me? Or did you do something to the cigarette you gave me?"