Chapter 1101:

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Ever since that revelation, just hearing his voice was enough to send her pulse racing.

When she noticed Madisyn hunched beside her with her head bowed, clearly straining to catch Mathew’s every word, Belinda sighed and put the call on speaker.

“Mr. Sampson, I think it’s best if you don’t come over right now. Madisyn is struggling to process everything — learning she might have been hypnotized, having her memories replaced — it’s a lot to take in. She needs time to calm down. You should—”

“Too late.” Mathew’s voice was a sharp, low rumble. “I’m already on my way. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

Ten minutes? Belinda blinked, caught off guard.

Impossible!

Even if Mathew had left immediately after messaging her, the Thomas family villa was an hour away from the city center. Wyatt and Ethel had chosen the remote location for its quiet seclusion. So how could he possibly—

Was he speeding?

“Miss Nelson,” Mathew’s voice came again, as steady as before. “Farley is my half-brother. For years, he’s been a thorn in my side, scheming to take what isn’t his. After the Sampson Group thrived under my leadership, his desperation only grew. He now wants the entire Sampson Group for himself. Over the years, he’s planted people around me, pulling all kinds of underhanded stunts. I’ve always known about his petty schemes, but they were too low-level for me to bother acknowledging. It’s been six months since his last attempt, and I assumed he’d finally given up. But I see now he’s moved on to targeting the woman by my side.”

The words hung heavily in the room. Belinda exhaled quietly, her resistance wilting under the weight of his determination.

She knew that she couldn’t stop him from coming. “Understood, Mr. Sampson. We’ll wait for you,” she replied softly.

Once the call ended, she turned to Madisyn with a sorry expression. “You heard him. He’s coming. I couldn’t stop him.”

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Mathew had made it clear: he believed Farley’s actions against Madisyn were an indirect assault on him. That made her his responsibility, and nothing was going to keep him from confronting the situation head-on.

Moreover, he would be there in just five minutes.

There was little they could do but brace for his arrival.

Madisyn buried her face in her hands, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. Her voice trembled with frustration. “I don’t even know how to face him yet. I used to like him — secretly admired him. But then I lost my memory and said so many cruel things… He probably thinks I’m a complete weirdo.”

Belinda wrapped an arm around her in a comforting hug. “He won’t. Mathew knows about your memory loss and won’t blame you. Also, a man like him wouldn’t take anything you said under those circumstances to heart.”

Madisyn bit her lip, sadness swirling in her gaze.

Belinda made sense.

A man like Mathew wouldn’t take what she said to heart.

After all, he would only care about the one he really liked.

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