Chapter 32

Zara had done that to help Yvette seduce Bernard. Memories of Evelyn's painful last days battling cancer flooded Elise's mind, and her hand shot out to strike Zara again. But before she could strike Zara, a hand caught her wrist, and a familiar voice rang out. "Your right hand seems perfectly fine. You're even capable of slapping someone." A mix of woody scent and cold air suddenly enveloped Elise, yet it did nothing to distract her from the pain in her right hand. "Let go of me!" she hissed, her hand trapped in Samuel's vice-like grip. He ignored her, though he slightly loosened his grip when he noticed her red-rimmed eyes. "You've been causing a scene because of your right hand, yet you seem perfectly fine. So why are you making a fuss like it's the end of the world? Elise, my patience has limits. Keeping this act up won't do you any good. Apologize now." Clutching her swollen cheek, Zara scooted closer to Samuel. "Forget it, Sam," she said, feigning magnanimity. "I know