Chapter 145

James started the car.

Samantha quickly dodged to the side.

Even after the car had driven off far away, she was still standing in the same spot.

Her eyes were filled with hatred as she stared at Bryce's car. Her face became pale from the frustration.

She was hurt so badly that she grew cold.

When the car was gone from her sight, she finally turned around and walked toward Trevor's Pavilion.

Her legs were numb, and she walked weakly.

When she entered the shop, Trevor was standing by the counter with a huge magnifying glass in his hand. He was checking out an amphora with beautiful paintings on it.

Samantha walked to Trevor and complained coyly, "Grandpa, you don't love me at all."

Trevor adjusted his glasses and looked at her with no emotions. "If you're still talking about Holly, forget it."

Samantha could only force herself to save her complaint.

She said angrily, "I want to be your mentee as well."

Trevor pushed the amphora in his hands toward her.

"Then, tell me if this