Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 29 Take Revenge

Samara twitched the corner of her mouth and pinched her palm with her nails. Then she picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it directly at one of the two men.

Samara did it so fast and used all her strength. The man who was hit wailed. At this time, the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open.

Gisselle and Fletcher rushed in. “Samara?”

“Gisselle?”

Samara was on the verge of losing all of her consciousness. Gisselle looked at Samara, whose eyes were blurred, and trembled with anger. “It’s me. Are you alright?”

“I was drugged, Gisselle.”

When Gisselle touched Samara, she found that Samara was hot.

Seeing this, Gisselle quickly turned back and called Fletcher, “Come here, Fletcher! Let’s send Samara to the hospital!”

Fletcher went over and picked Samara up. At this time, Samara was almost out of consciousness. Samara had no strength at all. Looking at Fletcher, who was holding Samara, Samara felt that she was going to go out of control.

Jimena saw Samara being carried out and was shocked. Jimena quickly stepped forward and asked, “Ms. Pineda, what happened to Ms. Novak?”

“Samara was drugged. We have to send her to the hospital. You…”

“I have called someone to come here. Ms. Pineda, you take Ms. Novak to the hospital first!”

get someone to investigate what happened

Gisselle nodded. “Be careful.”

in good condition. Fletcher’s

the car, stepped on

a nearby

treated, she gradually regained

gradually faded, Samara felt a little weak. She looked at Gisselle in front of her and frowned slightly. “What time

o’clock. How is it?

got up and took a

“Get some sleep. You are in the hospital now.

indeed weak. She glanced at Fletcher

up again, it was already past eight o’clock the next morning. Gisselle was curled up on the

and raised her hand

with porridge, Gisselle also woke

Samara on the bed. “Ms. Novak,

if they had been a little late

and said,

you found out who was behind those guys from last

“Ms. Humphrey.”

“Gloria Humphrey?”

rose up, and Fletcher

Samara had already guessed that it was Gloria,

let it go this time,