They left for outside where they saw Michelle’s body being dragged away, probably to get buried in the bushes close by.


    Samantha was stiff, standing next to Anastasia who paid her no attention at all as she wiped the gun he’d given to her earlier.


    Without exchanging any word, they got into the car and left for the baby factory.


    Anastasia was ted to see a certain someone and she didn’t bother to hide her happiness.


    As soon as they arrived, she began searching for Eve, the girl who’d been by her side after the death of Angelina and Elizabeth.


    Xander and Xavier had already disappeared for their business while Samantha lingered close, not sure why but she felt she needed to.


    Anastasia found Eve with her caretaker, her belly bump bigger than thest time she’d seen it.


    Eve was speechless when she found an unfamiliar woman talking to her, but after Anastasia exined herself, and what had happened to her, Eve’s shoulders rxed.


    The two got into a heavy conversation and Eve was bothered Samantha was going to get her punished. After a while, Eve’s caretaker came to take her away for her rest.


    "How do you do it?" Samantha blurted out before she could stop herself.


    Anastasia turned to her with a cocked eyebrow. "Do what?"


    "Talk to people like they’re family. She’s a stranger you just met and you were in a haste to see her," Samantha exined. But Anastasia’s eyebrow only cocked up higher.


    "Well, when you’re in a simr situation with people, you end up getting attached to them since you’re both after the same thing. Freedom and Survival."


    Samantha was silent for a few seconds.


    "Look, I’m truly sorry for what I did to you. I was just..."


    "Just following Xander’s instructions," Anastasia cut her off, her voice surprisingly cold and distant. Her icy blue eyes red at Samantha and thetter suddenly felt her throat tighten. "Don’t you have a mind of your own, Samantha? If he tells you to jump into a volcano, are you going to do it?"


    Samantha couldn’t answer.


    "That’s what I thought. I don’t know what is going on between the both of you, but it’s obvious you’re so smitten by him that you can’t even think for yourself."


    "I love him," Samantha blurted out once again.


    All her life, her father barely acknowledged her because he saw her as a disappointment because she was a girl. As soon as Xander entered their lives, hepletely discarded and she had to stand in his face for him to notice her.


    After seeing the way Bruce treated Xander like his biological son, she decided to cling to him—maybe then he would take notice of her, and he did.


    However, Samantha couldn’t tell right from wrong when she started having feelings for him.


    "What’d happened wasn’t the best thing. I know simply apologizing isn’t enough to make you forget about the gruesome things you’ve gone through," she continued, her head lowered. "I’m your fellow woman and treated you in such a way. I’m deeply sorry, Anastasia."


    Anastasia only grinned, her expression still cold.


    "Is that how you’re going to apologize to all of these women whose lives you’ve also ruined, because in case you’ve forgotten, it wasn’t only my life you ruined, Samantha. Look at them," Anastasia gestured to the woman surrounded everywhere. Some looked happy and didn’t care about where they ended up as long as they had a roof over their head and were fed well.


    "You took them away from their families all because of your selfishness for money and youe here and tell me you only did it because you love him." Anastasia couldn’t help but roll her eyes. "How pathetic."