Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 66 Cry as You Want

“Where do you want to go?”

Samara looked at Roland for a second. Then she asked, “Do you have a cigarette?”

“Do you want to smoke?”

Samara looked at Roland with her beautiful eyes, half–smiling. He did not ask her why she wanted to smoke but just asked if she wanted to smoke.

Samara smiled and nodded. “Yes.”

Roland looked at her and laughed. Then, he waved at her. “Come here.”

Samara did not move. She pressed the strap of her bag on her shoulder. As she watched Roland turn around and walk out, she said, “I did not say that I would go with you.”

She just wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Hearing her words, Roland smiled. When he smiled, the corners of his beautiful eyes bent upward. His thin lips were slightly curved and there was a hint of evilness in them. If Samara was a little girl who did not know much about the world now, she might have followed him if Roland hooked his finger at her.

Unfortunately, she was not an inexperienced girl.

“Do you want to stand here and smoke?”

Samara was stunned for a moment. Then she realized that she was standing in front of the apartment.

It was indeed not a good place to smoke.

am I supposed

bag and

at her. “No need to go anywhere in particular.

building.”

he walked over to his flashy sports car and opened

what she was thinking. “Don’t look at me like that. It makes me feel like I’m

and sat down in the

door, went around, and sat

took out a pack of cigarettes from a box in the car, opened it, and

was very

eyebrows and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

reached out and took out a

the cigarette is lit up, you

try. The strong smell of smoke choked her and made her tears fall from the corner of her eyes. She did not know what was

Samara did not

took out an ashtray from

in the ashtray. Then, he looked at her. “You are not happy. Do you want to go

her head. “I have a headache from the wind when

was sober, but she was

Samara felt that her idea of smoking

and asked,

“Let me see.”

speaking, Samara found his looming

hand on the back of her head. When she bumped into his palm,

a close distance, Samara didn’t see the usual indifference and smile in his eyes. When he