Chapter 259

Samantha Quin was quietly eating when a sudden sense of danger hit her. Thanks to her years of taekwondo training, her reflexes kicked in fast. She raised her arm just in time. With a sharp splash, the hot soup hit the floor, scattering everywhere. “Caitlin!” “Caitlin Jordan—” Nicholas Perkins and Alexander Perkins called out the name at the same time. “Are you okay?” A stinging sensation spread across Samantha's arm. When she looked up, she saw an angry red patch where the soup had splashed. She breathed a sigh of relief — lucky she reacted fast, or that soup would've hit her face instead. “I’m so sorry, ma’am! I didn’t mean it!” The server rushed over, panic in her eyes as she inspected Samantha's arm. Alexander immediately stepped in, gently dabbing off the remaining soup from Samantha's skin. His brows pulled together when he saw the red mark. “Does it hurt?” “It’s okay,” Samantha said lightly, getting up. “I’ll go rinse it with cold water.” “I’ll come with you,” Alexander said, hi