Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 161 Is It You?

Roland drove the car over very quickly. Samara closed the umbrella and got into the car. The heater in the car wrapped around Samara, making her feel more comfortable.

“It’s raining and cold. How about having fondue to warm your body?”

Samara nodded. “Up to you.”

The car was not hers, nor did she drive the car. So Samara thought she had no right to refuse it.

The restaurant that Roland chose was the best in both taste and environment.

Samara had been in Houston for so long, but she still did not know that there were so many good restaurants.

Just as they sat down, Samara received a call from Gisselle.

Samara glanced at Roland. “I’m sorry, I need to answer a call.”

There was also a pot of orchids in the small private room next to a half–opened window. Samara stood by the side. The wind blew over, bringing with it the fragrance of orchids. It was such an elegant room for having fondue. No one but Roland would

do it.

“What is the matter?”

“Haven’t you recovered from your cold yet, Samara?”

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Gisselle had always been straight to the point. Now that Gisselle had greeted her, Samara knew that Gisselle must need her help. “I’m almost done. I’ll give you three seconds. If you don’t explain it, I’ll hang up.”

“Hey, don’t be in a hurry! I need your help! Samara, after you finish your dinner, can you come to ONE?”

that she laughed. “Did you ask me, such a patient, to

need you to do anything important. Just come over and

“You lost the

lose nine out of ten rounds. She didn’t bet on money. Instead, she just

on this time, but it

smiled in embarrassment.

come?”

“Got it.”

Samara looked down

It smelt so good.

it was also delicious. It tasted better for the guests to enjoy it with

“I’ll go to ONE.”

“I’ll send you there.”

and she did not drive a car. It

know what Gisselle had bet on. Gisselle just needed her to go to ONE. If Thalia knew it, she would

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went to the bar

Get Bonus

o’clock in the evening. There were not many guests in the bar, but the music was too noisy. Samara frowned as soon

already found her seat there. She saw Samara from a distance and waved her hand. “Samara,

at Roland. “Mr. Garza,

“It should be your fault

afraid that I may bother you a lot

finished speaking, Roland suddenly leaned over and almost whispered into her ear. “My current target is only

Ms. Novak”

loud music, Samara heard