Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 76 Just 150 Million Dollars

After all, Kadin was the president of a group, and his schedule was full all day long. It was not easy for his secretary to help him spare a day to come to Chicago for his precious daughter. Kadin did not expect that such a thing would happen.

If Kadin hadn’t had an important dinner tomorrow and had to go back to Chicago tonight, he would have waited for Jimena to find out who was the rumormonger and taken Samara to him to settle accounts.

But Kadin not only had an important dinner party tomorrow but also a meeting. Kadin had to go back after dinner.

Samara had a business dinner tonight, and she could not drive Kadin to the airport.

Before Kadin left, he ordered Jimena to tell him immediately after finding out the rumormonger.

Samara promised again and again before Kadin got into his van that had been waiting at the entrance of the hotel.

Walking Kadin into the van, Samara got into Jimena’s car and was ready to go to the business dinner tonight.

In early March, there was still a nip in the air in Chicago, and the night breeze was chilly.

Samara was wearing a dark brown strapless dress and a brown fur coat. The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. She took off her coat and walked in in her black high heels.

It was a business dinner, so the guests were all businessmen.

Samara was not surprised to meet Chaim.

Chaim’s view of the so–called affair. Meeting him again after around seven hours, Samara didn’t

so she didn’t feel that

glanced at him indifferently and siniled gently. Then, she walked into the party holding a glass of

eye–catching. It was simple and elegant, and it was difficult for people

dark brown low–cut dress accentuated her curves. The skirt reached under her knees, and her smooth fair ankles were exposed. She wore a fancy ankle bracelet. Under the

the crowd. He looked at Samara who was talking and laughing with a group of foxy people. Her

Samara. She had played the role of a goad wife for

reveal her true

that night, she wouldn’t have been lucky enough to be his wife for

years.

He raised his head and tossed the red

hate this kind of social interaction. Moreover, she came as an

conversations were pleasant.

rumor was powerful. Samara had just taken a glass

Novak,

than Roland. Roland was not loyal, but he still had

He would pester whoever he

“Thank you, Mr. Pineda. My

don’t go. There is something I want to discuss