Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 50

Read Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 50 – Samara Makes a Bet With Roland

In the break room.

Samara looked at Roland, who was walking toward her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and slightly raised her eyebrows. “How did you know that I am here?”

While she was speaking, Roland had already walked in front of her. His chiseled face suddenly leaned closer to Samara. Under his tall nose, Roland’s thin and red lips were smiling. His eyes were long and charming. Roland looked at Samara with a half–smile and said, “Someone told me that the scenery at the racecourse was especially beautiful today, so I came to take a look.”

Roland paused for a moment and continued, “The scenery at the racecourse today is really good.”

Roland’s eyes were too charming, and Samara felt her face red when she met his gaze.

She slightly turned her gaze away and tightened the lid of the mineral water in her hand. “My friend is waiting for

me.”

After that, she raised her leg and walked out.

Roland smiled lightly and followed her.

They went out together. When she saw Roland, Gisselle was stunned for a moment. She walked up to Samara and asked, “Why is he here?”

“I don’t know.”

She didn’t own the racecourse. If Roland wanted to come, she could not stop him.

Samara got on the horse. She was here to relax today, not to find trouble. “I’m going for a round.”

When she finished speaking, she clamped her legs against the belly of the horse and rode away.

on the horse to chase after Samara,

also mounted the horse

that Gisselle had caught

that it

was dressed in an elegant style. He wore a light brown vest outside his white shirt. Sitting on the horse,

over, Roland ogled her. “Samara, how about a

ride a horse when she was fifteen years old, so she had ridden a

horse and stopped. “Mr. Garza, how do you

pavilion in the distance? Whoever arrives first will

is the bet?” Samara glanced

win, you will accompany me to an auction next week. If I

week.”

then raised her

glanced at her and

two horses dashed out at the same

not been racing with anyone for a long time. The feeling

He followed closely behind, sometimes 1.5 feet

a person who refused to admit defeat. She frowned a bit and fiercely whipped the horse. The horse ran

feet behind Samara. Samara was proud of herself,

and quickly urged the horse, but

looked

lost.”

so she

caught up with them, asked, “Samara, why are you riding

at Roland and smiled,

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