"Miss Samantha!" The woman's voice carried a sharp edge of surprise as her eyes widened at the sight of Samantha stepping into the factory. It was Saturday, which meant Drake was here for training.
Samantha froze for a moment, taken aback by the woman’s reaction—it was as if she'd seen a ghost. Then again, Samantha rarely came here. But today, she had decided to bring Drake lunch, knowing full well he'd skipped breakfast. His grandfather’s siblings were at the house, and he always made sure to leave early on weekends to avoid running into them.
Everyone knew his family still hadn’t accepted their marriage. Even now, his grandfather’s siblings blamed them for everything that had happened to their family. They whispered among themselves, saying Drake was only using Samantha for revenge—tha
