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?”

no choice. I don’t like people who can’t see the situation

soon as the man finished speaking, Samara reached out and took the glass of wine. Then she raised her head

Samara put the glass down. “I’m done

his hands. “Awesome! Do as

made a gesture toward the door, telling Samara she might

there was probably something in the

walked to sit on the sofa. When the man saw

are not leaving?”

Can’t I sit for a

do whatever you

at Samara, who was sitting on the sofa, the man suddenly felt a sense of compassion. “But I still think that you should go back. It’s getting late. It’s not

the man.

question. Instead, he waved to the two people standing guard at the door and quickly left with

a little hot. There was no heater on in the private room, and she

wine. She quickly took out her phone and called Jimena, asking where Jimena and the others

to Samara’s location. And it was shown on the map that

from Samara.

know the people who had come, but they knew her. “Ms. Novak, I am sorry. I have

smiled at the two men behind him. “Go ahead and enjoy yourselves.

as he spoke, he