Chapter 154 Returning to Los Angeles

She choked with s*bs, and the atmosphere was tense.

William completely loosened his grip, and there was disbelief in his eyes. He said sharply and angrily, “Do you know what you’re talking about?”

Cierra stared at him with reddened eyes before turning around again without looking back.

She didn’t know why she said that, but she felt sad when she thought of William’s ‘Cierra Boyle.’ Others could call her whatever they wanted, and she diven cry when they called her an orphan.

But how could he do that? She had already returned to the Barton family…

She was not surnamed Boyle.

Without changing her clothes, she stumbled out in her chef’s uniform.

Fortunately, it was still time for dinner, and only a few people were there. No one saw it.

The evening wind blew, and the air outside the room cooled Cierra’s brain.

She sniffed and remembered that her car had been borrowed by Ryan.

The L’Opera Restaurant was located in the suburbs, so it was inconvenient for her to take a taxi. At this time, if she wanted to leave, she could only call Harold and ask William behind her.

But he had gone too far, and she would not give in. Wouldn’t it be too embarrassing to turn back.

now…

Cierra clutched his phone with a conflicted expression. He wondered if he should call his Harold or stay in L’Opera Restaurant. After all, there were spare rooms in the kitchen. As long as she mentioned it, Freddy would give one room to her.

Just as she was hesitating, in a car not far away, the man in the driver’s seat suddenly widened his

eyes and pointed at the window.

f**k, Draven! Is that Cici? Why is she

him and beat him!”

as he was about to turn off the engine and get

the back seat, also narrowed

other side, just as Cierra unlocked her phone and wondered if she should call Harold, a helpless cough

“Are you still angry?”

stiffen. Her sadness had disappeared, and she was in

word. She lowered her head and felt terrible

of replying to William, she didn’t

you don’t want to

to ignore him, biting her lips

she could stay in L’Opera Restaurant for

want to talk to him

You’re in my

him, before William could leave,

her words.

saw the bunch of champagne roses in

In the blink of an eye, the

by the two people in a car not far

crying. If Jaquan found out about it, he would be

big trouble.

and he lowered his head again. “Don’t cry, okay? How old are you? Don’t cry. Be careful not to be photographed and posted on the Internet. At that

stuffed a bouquet of flowers into Cierra’s arms and took out a tissue to wipe her face. He

patient.

Don’t say that you’re my trouble in the future, understand? What’s more, you’d better think before you

tissue could wipe her face, he

took the tissue from his hand and wiped

nasal voice, sounding aggrieved

your heart.”

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