Chapter 4

Samantha’s face flushed crimson in an instant.

No doubt the first time she’d ever been openly defied, let alone by someone she secretly dismissed as a “country bumpkin.”

She took a step forward.

Her frame radiated a menacing anger that would’ve intimidated most, but I stood my ground.

“Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?” she snapped.

Her voice sharp with indignation.

“The answer’s simple—you already dug up every detail about me,” I shot back.

I held her gaze steady, no flicker of fear in my eyes.

“I’m James Rivers. Eighteen. Your biological brother, and the…