Chapter 59: A Familiar Aura [2]
Sam's gaze averted, a mix of guilt and a desire to shield Isabelle from the truth. He couldn't bear to let her witness the brutality he had inflicted upon the defenseless maid. The sense of shame weighed heavily on him as he contemplated how to divert her attention.
"Well, actually..." Luke began, his voice trailing off as he noticed the beads of sweat forming on Sam's forehead. A look of sheer desperation filled Sam's eyes, silently pleading with Luke to keep the truth hidden. Luke could read the fear in Sam's gaze, understanding the depth of his anxiety.
'Please, I will do whatever you want!'
'Don't let her find out!'
In that moment, a flicker of amusement danced across Luke's features. He relished the power he held over Sam, the ability to manipulate the situation to his advantage. With a subtle shift in his demeanor, Luke decided to spare Sam the humiliation and the consequences of his actions, at least for now.
