Chapter 22

Deiseree’s POV

“Good evening, Miss Deiseree. Master Yasser left for a meeting, but he asked me to tell you that Sam would be waiting at the pool area after dinner,” Wilson said as soon as he saw me.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, miss. He didn’t say anything else. I delivered the message as he said it,” he said while preparing the food.

I helped with preparing the table and other things since Wilson was responsible for the cooking. He was a great cook just like Dad. After eating, Luke and Chris went back to what they were doing earlier while I went to the pool area. There, I saw Sam sitting on the wooden chair. His arm was on his face like he was sleeping.

I sat down on the vacant seat and cleared my throat. He must have been really sleeping. I couldn’t help but glance at him. His face was serious, but it was obvious that he was handsome. He had sharp features—sharp jaw, pointy nose, red lips—and his hair was just a little old-fashioned, but it didn’t mak