The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 86 Rescued Memories: A Debt of Gratitude Chapter 86 Rescued Memories: A Debt of Gratitude

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ntha entered the hall, the clinking of dishes echoed softly as she washed them. The warm water and the familiar routine gave her a momentary sense of calm. Once the dishes. were neatly stacked, she moved gracefully to dining table for a simple lunch. After finishing her "How many experiments have you conducted today?" Samantha asked, her voice calm and professional.

"I bought a hundred pots and am conducting experiments on them one by one," her boss. replied. "I'll let you know the results before tonight." "Alright, I'll wait for your results," she said, a hint of anticipation in her voice.

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Samantha hoped fervently that among those hundred test subjects, at least one would successful, providing the breakthrough they so desperately needed. As she ended the call, she noticed Daphne watching her intently. Ignoring the scrutiny, she rose and returned to the Time slipped by slowly, the seconds ticking away as Samantha kept her silent vigil. That evening, when Finley awoke, he found Samantha sitting quietly beside him, her presence a comforting balm. Before he could reach out to her, the sudden ringing of his phone shattere gaze.

Finley answered the call, his tone shifting to one of quiet authority. "Please step outside, Samantha. I need to discuss something with Edmond."

Still groggy from sleep, Samantha nodded and left the room, closing the door softly behind her. As soon as she was gone, Edmond's voice came through the phone, carrying an edge of

urgency.

"Mr. Dean, I have results regarding Ms. Wallace. It's about the investigation you asked me to

conduct.

Finley frowned, his mind alert. "Send all the information you've gathered to my email." "I've already sent it," Edmond replied. "There is one thing, though, that I find very strange." "Go on," Finley prompted, a sense of unease creeping into his chest.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ms. Wallace was in a fire three years ago that caused brain damage and left her mentally impaired. The location of that fire is the same as where you were disfigured. I'm wondering if the girl you saved from that fire was Ms. Wallace.

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Chapter 86 Rescued Memories: A Debt of Gratitude

Edmond words transported Finley back to that fateful day three years ago. He recalled arriving at the site for a routine discussion about land deals, only to be met with the harrowing sight of a warehouse engulfed in flames.

Initially, he believed the warehouse to be abandoned, a relic of old business gone awry. But then, amidst the roar of the fire, a desperate cry for help pierced the chaos. Despite his hesitation. Finley was compelled to act, plunging into the inferno to rescue the voice that called out

He found a girl, severely injured and barely conscious, her face obscured by blood and soot. In her weakened state, she pleaded with him to find a necklace-a cherished keepsake from her mother, an item of profound sentimental value.

Risking his own life, Finley scoured the fiery wreckage to retrieve the necklace. In the process, his face suffered severe burns. Though he sought treatment, a cruel twist of fate intervened, and he was poisoned, leaving his features permanently marred. After the call ended, Finley sat in silence, the past and present intertwining in his mind. He opened his email, scanning through the detailed information about Samantha. With each line, understanding dawned on him, revealing the truth behind Samantha's gentle demeanor Three years ago, he had saved her life, pulling her from the jaws of death.

Now, three years later, she had returned to him, her intelligence restored, ready to marry him in Amy's place as a gesture of gratitude.

A bitter feeling welled up inside Finley as he pondered this revelation. If he hadn't saved her three

years ago, would she still be here, standing by his side, agreeing to a life intertwined with us? And was her affection genuine, or was it merely a fulfillment of a debt she felt she owed him?

These thoughts lingered, casting a shadow over his heart as he contemplated the complex web of fate that bound them together.