Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 97 Are You Disappointed?

Chaim did make Samara disgusted tonight. It had been so long since they divorced. Even if Gloria spread rumors about her

being kept, Samara would just treat it as a joke.

To her, life in the Humphrey family was already the past, and Chaim was just an ex–husband.

Samara did not want to care about who was right and who was wrong in the past. Since they were divorced, they were strangers to each other..

Samara thought that it let her down the most on that night when Chaim pressed her to kneel down in the Humphrey family memorial hall. Unexpectedly, what Chaim said just now made her even doubt his character.

Samara looked at the flashing neon lights outside the car window. When she came back to her senses, she suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look at Roland who was driving beside her. “Didn’t you drink?”

It just so happened to be a red light. Roland slowly stopped the car and looked at her sideways. “I only drank a little.”

Samara looked at him and asked, “Is it a little? Or did you not drink it at all?”

Roland did not directly answer her question. Instead, he looked at her and smiled, “Take a guess.”

Roland paused. “Are you still sad?”

“I’m not sad.”

Samara glanced at the necklace on his neck and was a little dazed.

happened tonight really caught her

become Roland? Why did she

raise her hand and press her temple.

turned around and leaned over towards her. “Are

bottomless lake. But she was reflected

green. Their car was in the front row,

horn and urging them.

not help but raise her hand and push

twitched, then he turned around and started

question, Samara did not answer, and

of Samara’s apartment, Roland spoke again, “I

tonight and return the car to you tomorrow morning. You

all, Samara had just made use of Roland more than half an hour ago to irritate Chaim. So she could only agree and

“Then see you tomorrow.”

Samara unbuckled her seat belt

“Samara.”

the car door, Roland, who was in the driver’s seat,

“Mr. Garza?”

answered my question

moment. That was not

in a trance, Roland was