At Santana's Hotel and Resort, Kendrick and Samantha just arrived. Kendrick took Samantha's hand and they walked inside with hands intertwined with each other.
“Ken, there's a lot of people here,” Samantha told Kendrick in almost whisper.
“So, what? You are my wife,” Kendrick responds.
“But—”
“You are my wife and that's it. No more buts,” Kendrick told her, emphasizing each word.
Samantha didn't speak anymore. She just followed Kendrick towards the lounge area to meet an investor.
“Mr. Santana, this way please,” a receptionist came to usher them towards the area where an investor is waiting. They were a few steps away when she saw a quite familiar face, grinning and looking towards them. She felt Kendrick's hand which was holding her, tighten.
“Stay by my side, Sam, and ignore
