Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 254 He Falls for Samara

The middle-aged man whose wrist was clutched cried out in pain. He wailed exasperatedly for someone to settle accounts with

Chaim. Then Chaim exerted more force in his hand, making the man suffer. The man sobered up instantly, chickened out, and

apologized.

Chaim let go of his hand, and the man immediately fled while holding his wrist.

The man soon was nowhere to be seen, leaving only Samara and Chaim in the long corridor.

Chaim read the two hundred messages one by one, which recorded every bit of Samara’s love and affection for him for the past twelve years.

Seeing Samara now, Chaim could not describe how he was feeling right now.

Chaim looked at Samara with a complicated expression. He wanted to tell her about the phone, yet he didn’t in the end. Chaim blinked and, for once in a lifetime, he expressed his concern about her. He said, “Were you scared?”

Samara shook her head. “No. Thank you, Mr. Humphrey.”

Samara looked at him. Although there was a smile on her face, the alienation in her eyes was more than obvious.

“I’m sorry.” Chaim slightly pursed his lips.

Chaim apologized again.

Samara raised her eyebrows. “It’s nothing. My secretary is waiting for me at the door. I’ll get going.”

spoke, she smiled and turned

Samara’s back. The gloominess that had been haunting him these days disappeared in

instant.

that he fell

out of

it.

the entrance of the hotel, while Jimena was already waiting for her next to the

let out a sigh of relief. She walked to the car and opened the door. “Ms. Novak

got into

started and was driven slowly

the traffic outside the window. follow Alaniniz(dot)com For Latest Update Thinking

probably the first time we’ve seen each other so peacefully since we

She smacked

later, the car came to a

the side, called

Jimena’s voice, Samara

an hour ago started to kick in,

was not completely drunk. Looking out the window at the familiar scene, Samara nodded. “Good night,

glad that she closed a

got out of the car, and just as she reached the apartment

not seen Roland for about five days since last week morning when he had “sensibly” left her

“Have you been drinking?”

alcohol from her, and his

raised her eyebrows. “Mr. Garza, what’s the