"Samuel told me what happened," she
said, her voice firm. "I'm ready for you."
Andre nodded and stepped out of the
car, followed by Leo and Luck. They all
walked towards the villa entrance, where
Hana was waiting for them. She was
shocked to see Samuel, who was always
so calm and enjoying with her now
looked like a devil himself.
"Samuel, what's going on?" she asked,
her voice trembling with fear.
But Samuel didn't respond. He simply
pulled out Vincent from the car and
dragged him towards the basement.
"Hana, stay inside," Natasha called out
as she followed Samuel and his friends
down into the basement.
Hana nodded, her eyes fixed on
Samuel's back as he disappeared into
the darkness. She knew that something
was very wrong.
Samuel pulled out a flashlight and shone
it on Vincent's face. "You're going to pay
for what you did," he growled, his eyes
blazing with fury.
Vincent looked up at him, his eyes wide
with fear. He knew that he was in grave
danger.
The scene was one of darkness and fear,
with violence hanging heavy in the air.
Hana stood frozen, her eyes wide with
fear as she watched Samuel drag
Vincent into the basement. She couldn't
believe what she was seeing - the calm
and collected man she loved was now a
monster. She didn't dare to speak, didn't
dare to move. She just stood there, her
heart pounding in her chest.
Down in the basement, Samuel's rage
was unrelenting. He kicked and beat
Vincent with no mercy, his eyes blazing
with fury. The other men didn't dare to
intervene, knowing that Samuel was
beyond reason.
Just as Samuel was about to deliver the
final blow, Natasha appeared between
them, her eyes flashing with anger.
Samuel stopped, his chest heaving with
rage. For a moment, he looked like he
was going to strike out at Natasha, but
then he seemed to remember
something. He stepped back, his eyes
never leaving Vincent's face.
Natasha turned to Samuel. "We need to
know why he did this," she said, her
voice firm.
Vincent, still tied to the chair, started to
laugh. "You took two years to figure out
who the villain was," he coughed up
blood. "Samuel... Samuel... what do you
think who had supplied the drugs two
years back?"
Samuel's face twisted with anger as a
flashback flooded his mind. He
remembered the good times they had
shared as friends, forming their gang
and making plans for the future. He
remembered the day he told them that
drugs would not be supplied in their
gang. But then, one day, he found out
that someone was supplying drugs on
his name. He thought it was someone
else, but then it was revealed that it was
Andre who had done it.
Andre had cried out, telling Samuel that
he didn't do it. But Vincent had shown
him fake photos of Andre with a drug
supplier. Samuel had believed Vincent,
and from that day on, they had been
enemies.
The group had been forced to separate,
and their friendship had been torn apart.
Back in the present, Samuel's anger
boiled over again. He remembered
everything that had happened, and his
fury reached new heights. But Natasha
kept stopping him, her hands grasping
his arms.
"No more," she said firmly. "We need to
know why he did this."
Samuel took a deep breath, his eyes still
blazing with anger. But he nodded
slowly, his mind racing with thoughts of
revenge.
"Tell me," he growled at Vincent.
Vincent's eyes gleamed with a mixture
of malice and calculation as he looked
up at Samuel. "You know, Samuel, I've
been waiting for this moment for a long
time," he said, his voice dripping with
sarcasm. "I've got a business proposition
for you."
Samuel's anger boiled over, and he
leaned down, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Tell me why you did this," he snarled.
Vincent's smile grew wider. "Oh, I think
I'll tell you why I did it. But first, let me
make you an offer. You see, I've been
keeping tabs on your enemies, Samuel.
I've got all the dirt on them, all the
secrets they think are safe. And I'm
willing to give it all to you... if you spare
my life."
Samuel's grip on Vincent's collar
tightened even more. Vincent's eyes
widened in fear as he realized his
mistake. He had underestimated
Samuel's rage, and now he was paying
the price.
Samuel's face twisted with a mix of
anger and pain as he looked at Vincent.
He could feel his heart racing, his breath
coming in short gasps.