Nemesis Game

Chapter 99 Life was Valueless

Peyton moved the phone away, she didn’t want to hear Emilia's voice anymore.

No matter how good her temper, she couldn't help but shout in anger, "Are you a pig? If you don't

commit suicide to gain sympathy, what else you can do? Everyone is abusing you. Do you want to

solve the problem without doing anything? Then why don’t you think of a way? Don’t you ask me to

help you figure out a solution? If you commit suicide now, I will help you dominate headlines

immediately, and I also will help solve other problems."

Emilia had been in the entertainment industry for so many years, but she was not quite famous. As

expected, the stupid man can't go far. She was lucky to survive to this day.

If Emilia was not useful for her, she didn't want to intervene at all.

That evidence posed no threat to her.

Did Emilia think she was afraid?

"I will not commit suicide, you want to kill me. I don’t believe you, think of other ways." Emilia growled.

She didn't want to die. If things go wrong, she will die.

How to save her was something Peyton should worry about.

Why should she sacrifice herself?

Emilia's attitude angered Peyton. She gritted her teeth and said, "I want to kill you? You idiot, you still

think I want to kill you? I'm helping you! Do you think I must save you? If I am not trying to help you, do

you think you can pose a threat to me? You want to solve the problem, but you also don’t want to hurt

yourself. Your heart is loftier than the sky, but your life is valueless."

After that, the anger in Peyton's heart finally dissipated a little.

"Peyton, do you think I don't know who you are? If you can’t get something, will you help me? You hate

Helena!"

Peyton closed her eyes and exhaled. Her uncontrollable emotions stabilized.

She calmed down and sneered, "It's none of your business. You have only two ways. One, write your

last letter on Microblog, commit suicide immediately, and send to the hospital for rescue. Two, just wait

to die."

After speaking, Peyton hung up, not giving Emilia a chance to speak.

She believes that Emilia's choice will not let her down.

After all, Emilia didn't dare not listen to her. Once she decided not to help her, Emilia couldn’t be an

actress anymore.

Before Emilia became useless, she will let Emilia to commit suicide to make trouble for Helena.

This time, she will defeat Helena completely!

Oh, Luke also turned against her, she also will let him pay a price.

She was not a person who can be easily bullied.

At this time, Samantha didn't know that Peyton will frame her again. She was interacting with fans.

This was really fun.

Suddenly, the people who scolded her before came to interact with her on Microblog.

She felt all this was like a dream.

A few days ago, these fans were still angry and abusing her. Today, Emilia became the person to be

abused.

As an old saying goes, the evils we bring on ourselves are the hardest to bear.

No one could clearly explain things in the entertainment industry.

Every dog has its day. Yesterday someone scolded her, but today other person was scolded by others.

This was a Vanity Fair.

She surfed Microblog happily. Suddenly someone called her, and the phone number was unfamiliar.

She was suspicious. After answering the phone, she was startled when she heard the old male voice. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Roan?

Why would he call her at this time?

The one who is coming surely has bad intentions.

"Are you Helena, right? I want to meet you." Roan's attitude was not gentle, and there was no hint of

kindness.

Because Ruben broke the marriage, Roan couldn’t speak to Helena kindly.

Samantha pressed her lips together, "Okay, tell me the address."

She had no love for Roan anymore, and her attitude was also indifferent.

Roan told her the address. After changing clothes, Samantha took a taxi.

On the way to the hotel, Samantha couldn't help thinking, why did Roan want to her? She didn't offend

Peyton recently.

She was puzzled about what Roan's intention was.

Soon, she stood at the door of the hotel's private room.

The waiter opened the door for her.

She sneered. She felt like this meeting was full of crisis.

Roan sat properly and looked serious.

"Have a seat." Roan still maintained his self-cultivation.

Samantha saw the hatred in Roan's muddy eyes.

Her heart did a flip.

Did she do something wrong?

Samantha chose a position far away him to sit down. Staying away from Roan, she would be safer.

She didn’t know why he came to her.

Seeing her behavior, Roan looked gloomy, and said displeased, "Miss Powell, do you have a guilty

conscience? So you dare not sit next to me?"

"Roan, what do you mean? I don't understand." She looked up puzzled.

Why he said in an ironical tone?

Roan squinted his eyes, his face was cold suddenly.

"Why you don’t go on the right path, and do something shameless. Didn't your parents teach you well?"

Roan said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

Samantha was taken aback for a moment and then smiled. There was a flash of coldness in her eyes.

She chuckled mockingly.

"My mother is dead, and my father doesn't recognize me, and keeps cursing me to die. Do such

parents teach me well?"

Was this her father who scolded her like this?