Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 63

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 63 Are You Threatening Me?

At six o’clock in the evening, when it was time to get off, Jimena knocked on the door and came in to remind Samara, “Ms. Novak, the dinner is at six thirty.”

Hearing Jimena’s voice, Samara looked up at her and rubbed her temples slightly. “I got it.”

It would at least take twenty minutes to get to the hotel even without traffic.

Samara turned off the computer. She then picked up her bag and left the office.

Jimena was waiting for her at the door. “Ms. Novak, do you want me to call the driver?”

Samara glanced at Jimena and said, “There’s no need. Let’s get there directly.”

If she really needed to drink at dinner, she could just get a designated driver.

“Alright, Ms. Novak.”

The two of them got to the parking lot on the first floor. Seeing that Jimena followed her over, Samara paused and said, “Drive your own car, Jimena.”

It would be inconvenient if she needed to send Jimena home after drinking.

Jimena was surprised and then walked to her own car.

On the way, Jimena reported to Samara in detail about the representative of the villagers over the phone.

the mayor

Rylance.

also he who tore up the contract first. The mayor was obviously not simple. He knew what he

and said, “He is

liked to negotiate

to sign the demolition compensation contract and then scraped it as well.

said, “Well, that’s

light lit up. Samara roughly understood what was going on as she said, “Great, I see the whole

Novak. See you

“See you.”

light today. In less than twenty–five minutes, Samara’s car

Jimena arrived at the door of the private room, there were still two

time.

door open, and Samara

Novak, the manager of Elephant Group.

meeting with you on his behalf. I’m sorry for being late. There was a traffic

I came

dissatisfied. Luca, on the other hand, did not show any

so formal, Ms. Novak. We agreed to meet at six thirty. You are not late at all, Ms. Novak.

and said, “Mr. Rylance, Mr. Rylance,

age. Both of them were in their late forties.

the wine was served, she toasted, “Mr. Rylance and Mr. Rylance, sorry to keep you waiting. I’ll be drinking

she spoke, Samara drank it all

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