Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 232 I Suggest You Shut Up

15 minutes later, the car slowly stopped outside the Ritz-Carlton.

Samara tilted her head to look at Roland. Under the shadow, the swelling on his cheeks was still obvious.

“Mr. Garza, we have arrived at the hotel.” Samara glanced at him.

Roland glanced out of the car window. They had indeed arrived at the hotel.

His eyebrows moved slightly. “I’m very sorry about what happened tonight.”

Samara looked at him and snorted, “I can’t tell that.”

Roland smiled, “Indeed. In my opinion, Chaim should take the main account.”

Samara did not really want to mention Chaim. She ended the topic. “It’s late. Mr. Garza, good night.”

Roland understood and looked at her for a while. “Good night.”

After that, he pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Watching Roland enter the hotel, Samara glanced at the driver in the front and said, “Go back.”

The car that had stopped not long ago slowly started again. Samara checked her watch. It was getting late, almost 11 p.m.

the same time, at the

Houston to Chicago should take less than two hours. Chaim called at around 8 p.m., saying that his plane was arriving at 9 p.m., and asked Victor to

p.m. now, but Victor did not even

what happened at Kadin’s birthday party had already spread, and Victor couldn’t believe

to fight with Roland on such

and more outrageous, and the people weren’t afraid that Chaim would go

up.

“Chaim, here!”

out. At the exit, Chaim

tsked. Just as he was about to start gossiping about what happened

soon as he finished speaking, Chaim glanced at him

made Victor tremble. He had not seen Chaim look so gloomy in

made Victor even more curious about what

mood, and his stomach felt very

anything tonight. He only drank two glasses of red wine at the party. He was punched in the abdomen when he fought with Roland. A bit of force fell on his stomach. Along the way, his stomach

chattering in Chaim’s ear. Chaim ran out of patience and said, “I

“… Alright,” Victor said.

in a mood,

off the highway, Victor

his nose awkwardly

later, the car stopped under