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Alice’s scream made Samson step on the brake, and the Rolls–Royce came to a stop. 

Alice gasped heavily, her soul almost leaving her body in fear, “Samson, why did you drive the car so fast?” 

Samson’s handsome face still looked gloomy. He looked up and saw that the Lamborghini, which had almost caught up with him, had swiftly sped away while he was parking. 

Samson pursed his thin lips and asked, “Are you okay?” 

Alice shook her head and said, “I’m fine.” 

Alice said, “I can’t believe Margaret has gotten involved with Tristen. Did you see how she was dancing on the dance floor just now? I heard she grew up in the countryside and stopped going to school at the age of 16. She only learned some tricks to seduce men. She really has willingly fallen into depravity and lacks self–respect!” 

Samson’s gaze turned cold as he pictured Margaret’s seductive moves on the dance floor in his mind. She had indeed learned some techniques to seduce men, and Alice had not falsely accused her. 

Tristen’s standards 

were so high that she managed to 

capture her attention. 

“Samson, did you divorce Margaret today?” 

“Not yet.” 

Alice was taken aback, “Why? Weren’t you getting divorced today?” 

She thought he had divorced Margaret. 

Samson said, “Grandma really liked Margaret, so for the sake of her health, the divorce matter had to be put on hold temporarily.” 

Did Sherlyn get involved? 

Alice knew that Sherlyn had a grudge against her. Sherlyn liked Margaret, and she was Margaret’s biggest supporter. 

Alice had a deep sense of crisis. Did it mean that as long as Sherlyn and Margaret were inseparable for one day, she couldn’t become Mrs. Hawthorne for one day? 

Alice was angry and said, “Samson, why do you always listen to your grandmother? What about me? I am getting older and a woman’s youth is the most valuable. How long do I have to wait for you?” 

Samson lifted his handsome eyelids and looked at Alice, “Three years ago, if you had been willing, you would have already been Mrs. Hawthorne. What could possibly be the matter with Margaret 

now?” 

Alice, “…“. 

… 

She was instantly struck at her vital point by Samson. 

Alice was very clever. She immediately softened her posture, leaning her delicate body against him and reaching out to embrace his neck. “Samson, I’m sorry. I just wanted to marry you so much. Don’t you want to marry me?” 

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Her sweet words and coquetry seemed to have no effect on Samson tonight. He took her hand off and casually said, “I’ll take you home first.” 

Alice could only sit back, her eyes flashing with a gloomy color. She didn’t like waiting, she liked taking initiative. She had to make Samson and Margaret divorce early! 

Even Sherlyn couldn’t stop her footsteps! 

Half an hour later, Rolls–Royce stopped on the lawn of the Hawthorne family’s old mansion, and Samson came home. 

Samson came into the living room and he didn’t see Margaret. Margaret hadn’t come home yet. 

Samson was really angry. She came home later than him! 

Based on the time it took, Tristen should have already brought her back, unless she went to play 

with Tristen! 

Samson took out his phone and dialed Margaret’s number directly. 

The melodious ringtone over there rang once and was answered. Samson grabbed the phone and coldly asked, “Margaret, why haven’t you come home yet?” 

Margaret’s melodious voice came through, “Mr. Hawthorne, did you suffer from amnesia? I said I wouldn’t go to the old mansion again.” 

Samson, “Grandma can’t see you, how can I explain? Margaret, come back immediately, why do you like to run outside so much, who is out there anyway…” 

“Beep…” Margaret hung up the phone directly. 

Samson said, “…“. 

That damn woman dared to hang up his phone! 

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At this moment, the butler Camryn Stanton walked over and Samson ordered, “Camryn, make a phone call to the young madam and tell her that the old lady is feeling unwell, ask her to come back immediately!” 

Camryn was taken aback, “But sir, Madam has already taken Madam’s herbal medicine and to sleep, she is in good health.” 

gone 

Samson, “….Liar, do you 

understand?” 

Camryn was taken aback again. “Master, isn’t it wrong to deceive Madam? She has been taking care of you and the old Madam for the past three years, which is truly exhausting. It wouldn’t hurt to let Madam have some fun and relax outside in the evening, would it?” 

Samson, “…Camryn, did you play?” 

Perhaps Samson’s gaze was too stern, and Camryn immediately took out her phone, “I’ll call! Sir, I’ll call!” 

Samson stood with his hands on his hips, his forehead throbbing. This family was really going against him, they didn’t listen to him at all. 

It was all because of the old lady spoiling her! 

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Half an hour later, Margaret hurriedly arrived. She pushed the door open and anxiously asked 

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Margaret suddenly stopped in her tracks as there was no sound in the living room, and no lights were on. It was pitch black. 

“Why didn’t you turn on the lights?” 

The man chuckled lowly, “Samson? Recognizing me now? Weren’t you pretending not to know me earlier?” 

Margaret had already adapted to the darkness, with a floor–to–ceiling window beside her, through which a faint moonlight streamed in. She could also make out the handsome face of the man lurking in the darkness, as he stared at her with a gloomy and icy gaze. Margaret felt puzzled, “Samson, are you angry just because I said I didn’t know? Apart from a few people in your circle, no one else knows about our marriage. Do you want me to say that I am your Mrs. Hawthorne, so that you can become a scumbag and Alice becomes the third party?” 

This little mouth was so eloquent and articulate! 

Samson reached out and grasped her delicate chin, “You speak so grandly, is it because you have already found a new partner?” 

“Next home? What next home?” 

“Tristen!” 

Margaret trembled slightly as she realized that he had misunderstood her and Tristen. Margaret didn’t explain, instead she pursed her red lips and said, “Samson, we agreed to do our own thing. I didn’t say a word when you were dancing intimately with Alice at the bar, so why do you care about what I did with Tristen?” 

Margaret pushed him away and wanted to leave. 

But Samson’s large hand domineeringly gripped her fragrant shoulder and pushed her against the wall. 

Her shoulder bumped into the wall and it hurt a little. 

Margaret’s beautiful eyes gradually turned cold, inch by inch. “Samson, let me tell you, I was kind to you before because I liked you. That is not enough reason for you to casually mistreat me. Now, I no longer like you!”