The Sweet Revenge Plan of the Wrong Mrs. Perkins

back to the villa

g. Then he stood and gently helped her to the couch. "Your heal

plotted with the Jordans to scam us, and you still want to stay with her?" Henrietta had jus

was in this house under her sister's name for one reason-to make sure those who'd hurt Caitlin paid the price. Even

ned totally unfazed, and a subtle smirk

ard by her son's tone. "You're defending her no

w-I'm not dropping by tonight," Alexander ord

ietta was escorted out, and the silence th

off her red wine a

xander's voice came fro

m with unbothered eyes, but her

iating the kind of intensity that made

your will. If you hated being in t

lives were getting too peaceful. Figured I should stick

grabbed her chin, locking eyes with her like h

y, her tone sharp. "None of you ever tr

y and raised her chin,

the hell is w

ubborn and proud-it hit Alexander, and he

ry. "You all pushed me to the edge, th

you want the truth? Fine. The old Caitlin? You all drove her to

ze fli

autiful, and totally untamed. For the first time in years, A

chester, with companies across the globe, an e

p out of line. N

s the only person who'd ev

g? It drove

sh, he grabbed her by the arm and flung her onto the couch. H

o of them staring each other down.Alexander leaned down, towering over Sama

Samantha s

push him away, he gr

ce full of defiance. "What are

ng my mother I'm not interested in women? Really played i

ushed by you people long ago," Samant

used to being looked down on-he was the one wh

won't touch you, I might as well prove you wrong. Can't

pushed closer, pinning her arms and crushing his

he met th

tard, Al

red with rage, wer

second, then he forced hims

ice-cold as it came from her l

e was taking control, that h

were never a pr

she couldn't stand to be near him-so

t go, and Samantha shot

nally exhale, practically cursing Alexander a thousand

, heading for the shower. Her phone

free? I'm

fingers flew across the

' place and Ethan already messaged her-w

ed the wardrobe and randomly pul

from the basic black and white, almost all her clothes were lo

c leaned soft, pastoral, almost dreamy. Samantha, on the other

ities were jus

lked straight out of the house toward a Rolls-Royce parked a

, what's up?

d at her, gaze softening. Then he re

a hand to block his. Her brows furrowe

ness. "Sorry. That teal dress... it was Caitlin's favorite. She said wearing clothes she des

ear it again," Sam

en, inexplicable