Nemesis Game

Chapter 5 Try Me

“How dare you hit me!” Peyton was aggravated and gritted her teeth. Her cheek was swollen, and she

used her full strength to worsen Samantha’s existing wounds, “You lowlife! No wonder mom and dad

made you go to jail in my stead, you deserve it!”

Samantha’s face tensed up. The wound in her heart was torn open again, it hurt so much that her eyes

turned red.

Peyton snatched her parents from her and lived the life that supposedly belonged to her. She also stole

the music she made and became a hot-shot celebrity who was praised for being able to act and make

music at the same time. And she flaunted it around shamelessly!

“Yes, so what? They love you but it doesn’t change the fact that you were an unwanted child!”

Samantha was boiling with rage, but she remained emotionless and was smiling.

Peyton went quiet, she stared at Samantha. Her face was pale, and she was trembling as if she was

hurt by the truth.

Samantha stared at her without blinking, she clicked her tongue and said, “Are you putting up an act

again? You are indeed an actor, your acting and the expression in your eyes are on point! They

should’ve given you an award!”

“But even if you continued acting like this, you cannot change the fact that I am Ruben’s wife!”

Samantha smirked.

Peyton lost energy in her limbs and her face blanched. She took in one deep breath after another and

looked like she was about to faint.

“Yo, you’re getting into it. Should I call Ruben over to watch you? Maybe your acting skill will level up,”

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Suddenly.

“I saw everything.” Ruben’s cold voice pierced through the door.

Samantha tensed up and released her grasp on Peyton.

Before she could react, Ruben waltzed into the ward and threw the thermos hardly at Samantha.

Samantha put up her hand to protect herself. The thermos hit her right hand and the cover flung open.

The porridge spilt all over her arm and she shivered at the burning sensation.

“Samantha, you’re a heartless lowlife. What did Peyton ever do to you?”

“What a joke, what do you think she did to me? She stole my identity and my husband, she was

absolutely shameless!”

The porridge burned a hole in her sleeve and a clump stuck to her arm. The burning sensation was

agonizing.

But the more she was hurting, the more she put up a front.

Ruben had a cold and stern look in his eyes as if a storm was raging inside of him, “You say you don’t

care about the Moore family, but do you care about your step-mother?”

Samantha was wavering, she crossed her arms and dug her fingernails into her arms, “Go ahead and

do what you do best. She’s my stepmother but she is also Peyton’s biological mother. If Peyton doesn’t

care, why will I?”

Ruben couldn’t believe his ears. After a brief pause, he said coldly, “You are really a heartless lowlife.

You don’t even care about your stepmother who cared for you for so many years.”

“Are you disappointed?” Samantha laughed indifferently.

She couldn’t show that she cared for her stepmother, otherwise Ruben would make her do what he

said.

Peyton on the other hand probably didn’t care if her biological mother died. If she died nobody else

would know about her real identity.

Ruben laughed, he said disdainfully, “Great, I’ll stop her medication then since you don’t give a damn.”

Samantha’s pupil contracted and she stared at him with all her might, “Ruben, don’t you dare!”

“Try me!”