Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 27 You Scare My Friend

Just as Samara was about to ask what was going on, Aidan spoke up, “Ms. Novak and Ms. Caldwell, I’m sorry. The car might have broken down.”

“Never mind.”

Samara responded. It was stuffy in the car. She got out of the car, and Aidan called for someone to

come over.

Jimena walked up to her and said worriedly, “Ms. Novak.”

Samara looked down at her and smiled faintly. “Don’t be afraid. Now that society is ruled by law, Triston doesn’t dare to do anything excessive.”

As soon as Samara finished speaking, there was suddenly a violent engine sound. The smile on her face faded, and she looked up to see three or four motorcycles coming over.

The lights of the motorcycles were so dazzling. Samara raised her hand to block the lights. Just as she narrowed her eyes, a heavy motorcycle came straight in front of her. “Beauty, do you need help?”

The man was a hooligan, and the clothes hung loosely on him. There was a green dragon tattoo on

his neck.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other motorcycles also stopped and surrounded Samara and

Jimena.

Jimena stepped forward to block Samara and looked at the man coldly. “No need, thank you.”

sneered, and his expression suddenly became fierce. “I’m not

smiled at the man, and said, “I want to go

me?”

“Yes.”

and lit a cigarette. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Samara. “I

on Samara’s face faded. “I have already called the

you. You are wasting the police force. What are you going to say to the

up the phone and walked over.

lost! It has nothing to do

However, other people got off

straight to Samara. “Beauty, how about we have a midnight snack together? Don’t be afraid. I am

if you say no. In this wilderness, I don’t know if

she found that the road was a little remote.

and Jimena were in a dangerous situation now. They

clicked her tongue lightly

scared my friend.”

Samara smiled like a seductive

can do

in his heart and calmed his mind. “I will apologize to

that, the man looked at Samara again.

pointed to the back seat of his motorcycle and signaled

“Ms. Novak…”

could not help but pull Samara. She didn’t want