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.

included the mayor of Ellisburg, Trent Harper, and the council

Rylance.

contract first. The mayor was obviously not simple. He

and said, “He is

liked to negotiate with

line, responded and then introduced Luca’s situation. “Luca seemed to have followed others to sign the demolition compensation contract and then scraped it as well. But in fact, it was Luca who asked Trent to

“Well,

Samara roughly understood what was going on as she said, “Great, I see the

Novak.

“See you.”

minutes, Samara’s car

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

time.

waiter pushed the door open,

Rylance, I’m Samara Novak, the manager of Elephant Group. Mr. Silva

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

I came

expressions changed. Trent was somewhat dissatisfied. Luca, on the other hand, did not show any displeasure on his face. Instead, he

down, Trent and Luca exchanged a look with each other. Trent’s expression returned to normal. “Don’t be so formal, Ms. Novak. We agreed to meet at six thirty. You are not late at all,

smiled and said, “Mr. Rylance, Mr. Rylance,

age. Both of them were in their late forties. Before Jimena

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

she spoke, Samara drank it

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