Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 7 Chaim Is Not Worth Her Tears

“I’ll go home after I’m done with the matters here.”

Kadin, who was on the other end of the line, felt bitter for Samara. He said, “Alright, your mom and I will wait for you. Take care of yourself well.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up, Samara raised her hands to cover her face.

She had grown up, yet she still made her parents worry so much. It was all because of a man like Chaim.

Samara felt extremely regretful. She was not a good daughter at all.

Gisselle took the phone and didn’t disturb Samara. She knew that Samara was upset, and it was better to leave her alone for a while.

Samara calmed herself down after five minutes. She took the tissue and wiped her tears as she asked Gisselle in a hoarse voice, “I need Alven’s help. His employees are good at marketing, right?”

Gisselle’s cousin, Alven Pineda, was at the helm of Wonder Entertainment. With lots of

workers being responsible for marketing online, the company’s artists gained huge fan

bases soon.

Gisselle was stunned for a moment. Then, she took out her phone hurriedly. “Hold on.

I’ll call him right now.”

“OK,” Samara replied.

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woman she was! How did she think that she

Fortunately, she had realized her mistake. She did not know Chaim,

felt relieved. At least she

had to pay the price for what they had

years.

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Gisselle turned around and

black outside the window

tell that

wanna go out to have fun

her words, Samara turned to look at her indifferently. “Well, I want to have a rest to prepare

Gisselle stopped the car and cast a glance

was sad for a few days because of Happy’s death when I was in high school. Chaim doesn’t deserve

to gain his

finally gave him up. She was determined not to feel

of him anymore.

Samara’s words. Wasn’t Happy a

as a husband, Chaim was not even

right. Chaim is

been worried that Samara would fall into

she had underestimated

was less than ten o’clock in the evening when Samara went into her

Gisselle kept arguing with others in the online chat group and

three o’clock in the morning. As a

o’clock the next