Chapter One-Hundred And Thirty-Five

Samantha kept thinking about the events that had happened and remembered exactly what had happened.

She knew she had to think further to try and trace exactly what happened next.

Three Years Ago

It was the next day now and Lincoln couldn't help but to think about the meeting her had with Samantha the other day. He knew that he was very furious at the moment, and the more he thought about it, the more furious it made him.

"Damn it," he said as he slammed the glass cup of water in the floor breaking it into pieces.

The maid rushed in to clean it, and Thomas came to the lounge room, drawn and alerted by the noise he had heard.

"What us wrong this time?" He enquired curiously. He knew that he and Lincoln hadn't been ok good terms since Lincoln has been bringing several young women into his house and doing as if he was the owner even though he had detested it which he didn't like at all, but still he knew that deep down he still loved his son , Lincoln and wo