Became A Queen After divorce

He had been discovered…

Esteban stood uneasily in front of him, his body trembling with fear after a severe illness. Despite this, Esteban forced himself to stay strong and not cry in front of him.

He lifted his chin, his pale face looking at Sam as he said, “You killed my father, so I want to kill you. What’s wrong with that?”

Sam remained silent for several seconds. How did he know? He had just told Pearl this secret, and now Esteban was here seeking revenge. This made him suspect that Pearl was the one who betrayed him. However, Sam quickly dismissed this thought; from his observations, she didn’t seem like that kind of person. Perhaps the boy had overheard.

Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, Sam’s tightly pressed lips curved into a very handsome smile. “You’re right. Because your father killed my father, I killed him.” He continued, “Now you want to kill me… everything follows a pattern, but first… you need to have the ability to do so!”

He bent his tall body slightly and patted the boy’s shoulder lightly, saying in a relaxed tone, “At least for now, you don’t have that ability!”

With that, Sam released Esteban and kicked the dagger on the ground into the corner. “Go back, don’t make your mother worry about you.”

He then sat back in his chair and began dealing with the documents that had just been delivered today.

Esteban hadn’t expected the man to let him go. Now, all he could think about was Sam’s words: “You don’t have that ability yet!” He clenched his fists in frustration.

Before leaving, he stubbornly made a vow. “I can’t kill you now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be able to in the future! Ten years, in ten years I will come back for revenge!”

Sam didn’t take the child’s naive and laughable words seriously. Ten years… such a long time. By then, he might not even be in this world anymore. Even if it’s a seed of hatred, if it can push the boy to grow into a strong man, so be it.

Sam was willing to be his first formidable enemy in life. “Alright, I welcome you to seek revenge anytime.”

“You!”

Esteban had never hated anyone so intensely. Not only had Sam killed his father, but he also looked down on him. This double humiliation was something he would remember today.

“Esteban, Esteban where are you?”

“Giana, don’t worry. Esteban will be fine.”

At this moment, a girl’s anxious voice came from outside; Pearl had arrived. She had finally managed to persuade Giana to let go of her hatred and take Esteban away from this place of trouble.

A calmer Giana said she wanted to find her son first. When they returned to the villa and found Esteban not in his room, they thought he had run out and searched everywhere.

Finally, Pearl remembered they hadn’t checked the room on the second floor. Usually, Sam’s study was off-limits to most people; maybe Esteban had accidentally gone in?This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sure enough, as they reached the door, they heard noises from inside the study.

“Ah.”

“Don’t worry; Sam wouldn’t make things difficult for a child. I trust him.”

It wasn’t until Giana saw her son walk out of the study unharmed that she felt relieved.

“Mommy!”

Mother and son hugged tightly; Esteban felt like he could barely breathe.

Giana cried tears of relief and used sign language to ask Esteban why he was there.

Esteban hesitated. He had come to kill Sam, but the man had taken care of his mother for three years; would she blame him for his actions?

Seeing Esteban’s hesitation, Sam spoke up to help him out. “It’s nothing. Esteban said he was bored in the house and wanted to learn to read… I happened to be free, so I let him stay in the study to study.”

“Is that so?”

Pearl could hardly believe Sam would have the patience to teach Esteban to read.

Esteban was puzzled as to why Sam would cover for him, but not wanting to worry his mother, he nodded in agreement. “Yes, yes, Uncle Sam was teaching me how to write just now.”

Giana picked up Esteban without looking at Sam and turned to leave.

In the hallway, only Sam and Pearl were left. She kept sneaking glances at him with a strange look in her eyes-puzzled yet pleased and somewhat expectant.

“What are you doing?”

Pearl’s eyes sparkled as she said, “I’m happy. The grudge between you and Giana and Esteban is finally resolved.”

“You no longer have to carry this past with you.”

Resolved? She was too naive. Sam sneered and walked away with his long legs.

“Hey, Sam, where are you going? Wait for me!”

“To sleep. Don’t follow me!”

“I want to sleep too; let’s go together!”

“Ah no, I mean let’s walk down the hallway together.”

No matter how she explained it, Pearl felt frustrated.

Looking at Sam again, his steps quickened with no intention of stopping.

When Pearl looked up again, he was gone; the hallway was empty.

“Sam! Oh no, did he misunderstand?”

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For instance, Cierra was unhappy when she heard that her parents were staying behind while she and her brother were to go with their grandfather.

Pouting and crying for Cheyenne.

“No, Grandpa! I want Mommy!”

“Cierra doesn’t like playing with me? That makes me sad. Well, I guess no one likes an old man like me,” Channing “cried” louder than her and refused to leave his chair.

The little girl widened her teary eyes at him and gradually stopped crying.

Instead, she ran over to her grandfather and started comforting him softly.

“It’s not true; I like Grandpa… Grandpa be good and don’t cry; you’ll get wrinkles.”

Poor little girl, not even three years old yet worrying about others.

Channing ignored her and continued humming, “You’re lying; you’re a bad child! If you liked me, why did you cry when you heard you had to go with me?”

“But I… I want Mommy,” she answered pitifully, poking her chubby cheeks.

“Your mommy has things to do. You go with Grandpa to Onistead first; I’ll take you to Disneyland.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Your brother is going too; ask him if you don’t believe me.”

Oliver nodded mechanically and pulled a lollipop from his pocket when he saw his sister crying.

Unwrapping it, he walked over to her.

“Open your mouth.”

“Ah~”

The lollipop went into her mouth, and the sweet taste spread across her tongue. The little girl instantly cheered up.

“Mmm yummy… I’ll go with Grandpa; brother too.”