Nemesis Game

Chapter 21 Get off

Samantha took a deep breath and said in a firm tone, "I'll try."

"No, you should try your best. You cannot lose anyway." Gabriel interrupted her seriously.

Samantha looked at him, "I know."

"You are not certain you'll win or not. So, it doesn't matter even if you lose?" Gabriel made a fist.

"No, whatever it takes, I'll win." Samantha said with a confident expression.

"You haven't studied acting before, but you are born to act." Gabriel said meaningfully.

If Samantha didn't show a great talent in acting, he wouldn't have gone through all that trouble to make

her go into entertainment."

While Samantha and Gabriel were talking, Ruben and Peyton walked up hand in hand. Samantha

could no longer keep her focus.

Ruben caught sight of her. When Ruben and Peyton walked towards her step by step, Samantha felt

her heart beating in her throat.

When Ruben got closer and closer to her, Samantha felt very nervous as if she was walking cross the

wire.

Ruben sat by her side quickly. As he approached, Samantha could feel the cold aura around him.

Peyton gritted her teeth. She felt that Samantha was like an enemy that she couldn't avoid no matter

where she went.

"Those who can only play some dirty tricks are like clowns even if they get into the entertainment

industry." As soon as he sat down, his dark eyes seemed to be covered with frost.

Who did he refer to?

Samantha was stunned for a moment and realized that Ruben was directed against her. She raised

eyebrow without saying a word.

Peyton may spoke ill of her in front of Ruben.

Ruben fixed his cold gaze on Samantha's face. Peyton felt the situation was going against herself, so

she pulled Ruben's arm.

"Ruben. I'm fine. It has nothing to do with Mrs Powell. Don't be angry."

Samantha threw a cold glance at Peyton.

Ruben stared at Samantha, "Mrs Powell, though you and Peyton are competitors, you trod on her foot

on purpose. You are so ill-breeding."

Hearing that, Samantha finally got it.

Peyton distorted the fact again.

"Yes, I'm ill-bred, but Ms. Moore is no less than me in this aspect. With such a pure face, she occupies

her dead sister's husband and calls his name affectionately. If her dead sister heard that, would her

dead sister come back to earth from the hell to demand her life?"

"You..." Peyton was surprised and looked at Samantha in disbelief.

How could Mrs Powell know so much about Samantha?

Ruben's dark eyes were cold and his expression were unfathomable.

Samantha chuckled, "No, I need to correct myself. Ms. Moore and Mrs Knight are not sisters. You are

only a foster daughter. How could you have the affection of sisters? You could own Mrs Knight's

biological parents, let alone a man."

Samantha wanted to ridicule Peyton long before. She felt delighted to see Ruben and Peyton get into

trouble.

Peyton pretended to be gentle and sensible in front of everyone. Though she had a face like an angel,

she was rotten and sneaky.

The public didn't know that Peyton was adopted. Though Samantha's birth was legitimized, the Moore

family had never made it public that Peyton was only a foster daughter because the Moore family did

not want to hurt Peyton's feelings. Therefore, the public thought that Peyton was the daughter of the

Moores.

Samantha couldn't put up with it…

Peyton was speechless with rage. Her face was pale and held onto the sofa, "Who are you?"

"An unimportant person." Samantha turned her gaze to the stage and leaned against the sofa lazily. It

was obvious that she didn't want to talk to Peyton anymore.

Peyton's breathing became an issue and her face was colorful like a color mixer.

Ruben kept staring at Samantha and gave her so much pressure that she felt it hard to breathe.

Samantha pretended to be calm, but she sunk her fingers into her skin.

Did Ruben have doubts?

But she didn't care. She couldn't help but provoke them once there was a chance.

Ruben wanted to say something else, but the beginning of the charity gala stopped him from talking.

Ruben fixed his gaze on Samantha all night.

It seemed that he wanted to see her through with his cold and sharp gaze.

Few people knew the situation of the Moore family, but Ruben would not suspect her as Samantha. If

she was, Gabriel would have known that.

Ruben was confused. He felt that there was something more complicated in her cold eyes when she

talked about Samantha.

Ruben took her as Samantha in an instant.

But she and Samantha weren't not alike.

Though they had similar personalities, Ruben could see love in Samantha's eyes.

But Ruben couldn't see the love in her eyes.

Samantha felt this charity gala boring. Ruben had never taken her to such an occasion, so she felt that

she was not worthy of him. However, now she knew that the charity gala was for those who had

succeeded to make a show.

Few people came here to give charity.

They were a group of people dancing in masks.

Merchants would not undertake non-profit business.

When the party nearly came to an end, Peyton, as a surprise guest, came to the stage to sing her

song.

Peyton just won Best Actress, so she got everyone's attention.

Peyton, the beautiful movie queen, came on a stage in all her glory.

All the audience fixed their gaze on her.

Peyton's pleasant voice echoed in the banquet hall. She was singing My Man which was composed by

Samantha.

This song was about a girl having a secret crush. It should be a sweet song and imply a hint of

bitterness, but Peyton took it as a bitter love song.

Samantha only gave Peyton three grades, but not one grade more.

This song was composed by Samantha for Ruben. Samantha didn't know whether or not Ruben would

think of her while listening to it.

Samantha looked at Ruben only to find that he was staring at Peyton on the stage.

Without expectation, Samantha felt there was a big gap in her heart.

The pains spread to the depths of the heart and her eyes were red.

Look.

That was the man she used to love.

No matter how she liked him, even if she died, he would not think of her.

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In his mind, Samantha just died three months ago, but he could show up with Peyton, hand in hand.

She was like a big joke.

She was too heartbroken to breathe...

This song didn't cause much sensation since Peyton had sung it a lot of times.

The audience applauded as if they were doing the job.

"Ms. Moore, why are you still singing your old song? Don't you plan to give us a new song?"

"We will be tired of it if we hear it too many times."

"Ms. Moore is an excellent singer and dancer. Do not just work for acting."

"Ms. Moore, give us a new song. We all expect it."

Peyton stood on the stage, looked a bit nervous and silently cursed them.

What new song?

Samantha had died. Where can Peyton find someone to write songs for her?

Peyton admitted that Samantha indeed had a great talent in composing songs.

That was why she could no longer release new songs after Samantha died.

She couldn't bring Samantha back to life.

"Thank you. I am preparing my new songs. I had a little tickle in my throat, so I don't go further." With

saying that, Peyton coughed twice.

Hearing that, the audience were disappointed.

The queen of song?

She was unworthy of this title. She only sang one song but caught a sore throat. How delicate she was.

Peyton felt awkward for the first time.

"Hello, everyone. Since Ms. Moore has a scratchy throat, I'll take place of her to sing the ending song

of Be Passionately Devoted. I sing it in public for the first time. Enjoy it." Samantha would definitely

seize this chance to show great talents, so she stood up.

Peyton gritted her teeth with hatred when she saw Samantha.

Bitch!

Peyton regretted saying that she had a sore throat. She should continue singing old songs.

Peyton thought this woman really liked to go against her and steal her show.

The audience didn't know Helena, so Helena was not welcome by them.

However, the ending song of Be Passionately Devoted aroused their interests.

Gabriel signaled Samantha with a single look. Then she came on stage with a smile.

Samantha and Peyton stood together. One was innocent like a lotus while the other was exceedingly

beautifully like a rose.

"Do you have to go against me? Who exactly are you?" Peyton lowered her voice.

Samantha took the microphone that Peyton passed to her and said in a cold voice.

"If you don't get off the stage, you'll lose face. You should appreciate me, shouldn't you?"