Chapter 138

"He's your real brother. Why do I have to be the one satisfied with your apology?" Samantha was clearly unimpressed as she flung the words and turned on her heel to leave. Alexander stood there, watching her back with a flicker of sadness in his eyes. ... In Nathaniel's office, Clara was already crying like her life depended on it. If Nathaniel hadn't held her back, she really would've dropped to her knees in front of Samantha. Samantha hated fake, two-faced social climbers. Honestly, if Clara had just kept up that arrogant attitude, she might've given her a little grudging respect for at least having a spine. "Clara, we're not taking on Mona's project. Just forget it. And I don't need your apology either," Samantha leaned back lazily on the couch, crossing one leg over the other like she had all the time in the world. "It's all my fault, Mrs. Perkins. I spoke out of turn, acted like I was all that... I deserve whatever you think of me..." Clara's sobs grew louder. Samantha shot her a