Good luck

"Go and visit that woman." Jaime ordered after a pause.

Samantha held back the urge to hurl curses at the man in front of her. All he knew was to order people around and she doubted he could do anything on his own. What did he think she was, his stupid little minion?

"You mean your mother. Why don't you pay her a visit?" She threw the responsibility back at him, not intending to be associated with Alyssa in the slightest.

"She's not my mother. I don't have a mother." He sucked in a breath and Samantha shrugged.

"She is no one's mother. Oh, right. She's probably Desmond's. That guy would do anything for her."

Jaime huffed and let out a laugh. His blood boiled just thinking about her. "A whore who cheated on my father, I would never acknowledge her as my mother."

Samantha frowned. While she disliked Alyssa, she would never appreciate another woman being referred to as a whore, and she was irked by her brother's unfiltered mouth.