Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 63 Are You Threatening Me?

At six o’clock in the evening, when it was time to get off, Jimena knocked on the door and came in to remind Samara, “Ms. Novak, the dinner is at six thirty.”

Hearing Jimena’s voice, Samara looked up at her and rubbed her temples slightly. I got it.”

It would at least take twenty minutes to get to the hotel even without traffic.

Samara turned off the computer. She then picked up her bag and left the office.

Jimena was waiting for her at the door. “Ms. Novak, do you want me to call the driver?”

Samara glanced at Jimena and said, “There’s no need. Let’s get there directly.”

If she really needed to drink at dinner, she could just get a designated driver.

“Alright, Ms. Novak.

The two of them got to the parking lot on the first floor. Seeing that Jimena followed her over, Samara paused and said, “Drive your own car, Jimena.”

It would be inconvenient if she needed to send Jimena home after drinking.

Jimena was surprised and then walked to her own car.

Jimena reported to Samara in detail about the representative of the villagers over the

the dinner tonight included the mayor of

Rylance.

tore up the contract first. The mayor was obviously not simple. He knew what he

and said, “He is smart.”

negotiate

end of the line, responded and then introduced Luca’s situation. “Luca seemed to have followed others to sign the demolition compensation contract and then scraped it as

said, “Well, that’s

lit up. Samara roughly understood what was going on as she said, “Great, I see the whole picture now. See you later, Jimena.”

Ms. Novak. See you

“See you.”

light today. In less than twenty–five minutes, Samara’s car arrived at the

Samara and Jimena arrived at the door of the private

time.

door open, and Samara walked inside.

Harper, Mr. Rylance, I’m Samara Novak, the manager of Elephant Group. Mr. Silva had an emergency to deal

on his behalf. I’m

I came here. I’m

Luca, on the other hand, did not show any displeasure on

Luca exchanged a look with each other. Trent’s expression returned to normal. “Don’t be so formal, Ms. Novak. We agreed to meet at six thirty.

and said, “Mr. Rylance, Mr. Rylance, you must be hungry. Let’s order first.”

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