Nemesis Game

Chapter 89 Born Noble

In the coffee shop, Stanley read through Helena's social media accounts and frowned.

Who were these people? They knew nothing about the entertainment industry, but he believed Helena

would not be like that.

But it was useless for him to believe it. With thousands of scolding comments from Emilia’s fan, Helena

must be heartbroken.

Stanley couldn't help worrying about Helena, but he knew that it was not appropriate for him to see her

again. What's more, what was the reason for him to see her?

Gabriel told him that the people who followed him had not left, so it’d be better for him to not stay in a

place for too long, but his sister died here.

How could he be willing to leave?

He was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that her sister would not be proved not guilty

until he died.

How could Samantha kill Mrs. Moore? How could she try to destroy Peyton? He would never believe it.

But what was the matter with all this?

He flipped through the comments on Helena's social media pages, and those comments were truly

harsh.

He looked at the time on his watch. Ah, Peyton was something!

Just as he was about to get up and leave, the door of the cafe was suddenly pushed open.

Peyton walked slowly in a blue dress, with a pair of sunglasses on her face, covering her pure and

beautiful face. Her manners were excellent, and she exuded a noble and elegant air.

This was not the first time that Stanley met his sister, but he didn't like Peyton very much. He always

thought that Peyton was too scheming.

"Well? I’m your brother. Do you have to see me with sunglasses on?" Stanley looked at her coldly, with

unkind eyes.

Peyton sat down gracefully, took off her sunglasses, and showed her pure face. "At this time, you admit

that you are my brother?"

Since Stanley was not kind, Peyton was not showing any respect.

Peyton took a look at the man who was very similar to herself. She hated him from the bottom of her

heart.

What was he wearing? How dare you treat her to coffee in such a high-end coffee shop?

Peyton couldn’t help feeling that he was poor at the sight of him. Been wandering for many years, he

was decadent.

Peyton didn't like the Powell Family.

Especially She hated Mrs. Khan who had vulgar behavior and language!

Only a fool like Samantha would like this family so much.

No, didn't it prove that Samantha was humble by nature? She was perfect for such a poor family.

Stanley sneered, without caring about Peyton's sarcasm, "As the daughter of the Moore family, you are

so sharp-tongued."

Peyton asked him directly, "Do you try your best to ask me out just to satirize me?"

"Of course I'm not that bored," Stanley retorted, taking a sip of the coffee in front of him.

"Really? I thought you were going to catch up on your sister," sneered Peyton, pushing the coffee aside

after glancing at it.

The coffee was good, but she was not fond of Stanley.

Coffee was good, but Stanley felt uncomfortable.

"I don't think we have something to say to each other," Stanley said, glancing at the person opposite

with disgust in his eyes.

However, in front of Peyton, he severely suppressed his spleen.

As Peyton was fiddling with her sunglasses, she said with a cold smile, "Are you going to ask me for

money? How much do you want?"

Hearing the words, Stanley's eyes widened as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Ask you for money?"

"Well? Not for money? What else could it be? It couldn’t be that you want me to go back to that

dilapidated home with you?" Peyton said ironically, staring at him calmly.

Mrs. Khan did ask her for money many times, but she didn't give her a cent.

She didn't know where the money was going.

Samantha, however, took money from the Moore family for Mrs. Khan's sake again and again.

That was why the Moore family and his wife were so dissatisfied with her. Since she was the Moore

family's daughter, why would she stand with the Powell Family?

Stanley suddenly laughed, and he said coldly, "You are just generous. As a popular movie queen, you

get a lot of money for a year. Besides, Ruben gives you a lot of money. Since you are so rich, how

about giving me a hundred million?"

A hundred million?

Peyton stared at him with wide eyes and she put down the coffee heavily.

"The Powell family are as greedy as ever."

"No, you're wrong." Stanley shook his head with a hint of overcast in his eyes. "We are just greedy but

not as cruel as you. You took the place of Samantha, took away her fiancé, and tried to kill her in

prison. How can we compare you?"

Peyton remained calm and she asked in a casual tone, "Me?"

She stared at Stanley coldly and smiled. "You are wrong. Those things all belong to me. I am the

daughter of the Moore family. Samantha is just my steppingstone. She deserves to die in the sea of fire

and turn into ashes! And I am destined to have all this, I was born noble. How can I have anything to do Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

with you these mean poor people? "

Stanley was furious, grabbed the coffee cup on the table, and hit Peyton hard.