Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 61 He Wants to Quit?

When Roland said he wanted to drink tea, he really meant it. After finishing his tea, he rose to leave.

Samara leaned on the sofa and looked at the door Roland closed behind him when he left. She slightly raised her eyebrows. After a while, she retracted her gaze and turned back to her room.

Roland, though he was a playboy, was quite a gentleman.

After taking a shower, Samara replied to Gisselle’s message. Then she directly turned off the lights and went to bed.

Early the next day, before the alarm went off, Samara woke up.

The room was very dark. Samara tilted her head to look at the curtain. It was dark outside.

Samara took her phone to check the time. It was a quarter past seven. She slept early last night and slept well, SO Samara was in a very good mood when she woke up. She planned to make a good breakfast for herself.

Samara could hardly cook before, but now she was able to make different kinds of breakfast. Chaim should take the

credit.

Samara only knew

still nippy in the morning of February in Houston, even though it would be

not as good as yesterday. It was gloomy outside, but Samara was in a

“Good morning, Ms. Novak.”

bag and smiled at

Samara’s good mood. When she handed over today’s agenda to Samara, she said, “Ms. Novak, there is a dinner party tonight. Mr. Silva wants you to

“What dinner party?”

with the representatives

an eyebrow. “I

want to leave all the work to

said, “Check what Rogelio’s been

wanted to make things difficult for her. But he was in charge of that project. How could he throw

in the center of the planned area. It was a tricky thing. The headquarters of the group had already issued a document in October last year,

returned to her parents‘ house after the divorce,

the village was in the remote suburbs. Twenty–eight of the thirty–five households had signed the contract. As for the remaining seven families, five of them