Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 142 Not Happy About This

It was dark.

After the black car stopped, Chaim did not get out of the car immediately.

He opened the window and looked at his “compensation” for Samara on the seat beside him. After a while, Chaim reached out to pick up the document pouch and pushed open the door of the car.

This was the second time he had come to find Samara.

When the doorbell rang, Samara had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

When Gisselle heard the doorbell ring, she stopped playing the game and looked up at Samara. “It’s so late. It can’t be Mr. Garza again, right? He really loves you!”

Samara glanced at Gisselle and walked to open the door.

When she saw who it was, the smile on Samara’s face immediately faded. “What are you doing here?”

Gisselle peeked out and also saw Chaim. Gisselle stood up from the sofa in a flash and ran to Samara. “Close the door!”

with him for Samara’s

this, she reached out and pressed the door to

want to talk

me. She can talk about her feelings with Mr. Garza. What does it have to

a sharp tongue, but

indifferently, and

glanced at Gisselle. “You should

glance at Chaim and

the room, and then closed the door,

just taken a shower and was wearing a loose home dress. As soon as she

had just said, “She can talk about life and dreams with me. She can talk about her feelings with Mr. Garza.” This afternoon, when Chaim drove Camille to the hospital,

was with

minutes to say what you

in Wiven Mountain under my name, the house in Sunny Garden, and three percent of my asset value added

khaki document pouch in front of her, rolling

she spoke, she looked up at Chaim and suddenly chuckled, “Is it because of