Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 28 I Advise You to Leave Me Alone

As soon as the motorcycles left, Aidan walked over and pretended to care about Jimena. Jimena looked at him expressionlessly. “You better pray that Ms. Novak will be fine. Otherwise, you guys will be doomed!”

Aidan felt what Jimena said was ridiculous from the bottom of his heart, but he pretended to be puzzled.

Jimena was just about to call the police when she received a message from Samara. “I’ll share my location. Tell Gisselle to come and find me. Don’t call the police yet.”

The motorcycle drove on for more than twenty minutes before it stopped in front of a bar.

Samara got off the motorcycle and looked at the man in front of her simperingly. “Is there a midnight snack at the bar?”

“You don’t understand. The nightlife in the bar is more exciting.

Samara didn’t say anything, thinking since she was brought here, there was no way she could run

away.

Samara followed the man into the bar leisurely. When the man saw her like this, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. “You got a lot of guts, beauty.”

Samara glanced at the man but did not say anything. Then she walked into the private room.

Just as Samara entered, the man came over with a glass of whiskey. “I won’t give you a hard time. Since you are so sensible, finish the wine, and you may go.”

Samara looked at the glass of whiskey in the man’s hand and raised her eyebrows. “What if I

refuse?”

leave me no choice. I don’t like people who

glass of wine. Then she

put the glass down. “I’m done drinking.

his hands. “Awesome! Do

gesture toward the door, telling

there was probably something in

on the sofa. When the man saw that she was not leaving, he

are not leaving?”

dizzy. Can’t

you can do whatever

man suddenly felt a sense of compassion. “But I still think that you should go back. It’s getting late. It’s not

at the man. “Why

answer Samara’s question. Instead, he waved to the

began to feel a little hot. There was no heater on in the private room,

wine. She quickly took out her phone

contacted Gisselle as soon as Jimena received Samara’s message. The two of them met and rushed to Samara’s location. And it was shown

from Samara.

up when the door to the private room was pushed open. Samara did not know the people who had come, but they knew her. “Ms. Novak, I am sorry. I

him. “Go ahead and enjoy yourselves. Look what a perfect outlook

vulgar manner. And as he spoke, he held a