Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim)

Read Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 50 – Samara Makes a Bet With Roland

In the break room.

Samara looked at Roland, who was walking toward her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and slightly raised her eyebrows. “How did you know that I am here?”

While she was speaking, Roland had already walked in front of her. His chiseled face suddenly leaned closer to Samara. Under his tall nose, Roland’s thin and red lips were smiling. His eyes were long and charming. Roland looked at Samara with a half–smile and said, “Someone told me that the scenery at the racecourse was especially beautiful today, so I came to take a look.”

Roland paused for a moment and continued, “The scenery at the racecourse today is really good.”

Roland’s eyes were too charming, and Samara felt her face red when she met his gaze.

She slightly turned her gaze away and tightened the lid of the mineral water in her hand. “My friend is waiting for

me.”

After that, she raised her leg and walked out.

Roland smiled lightly and followed her.

They went out together. When she saw Roland, Gisselle was stunned for a moment. She walked up to Samara and asked, “Why is he here?”

“I don’t know.”

She didn’t own the racecourse. If Roland wanted to come, she could not stop him.

Samara got on the horse. She was here to relax today, not to find trouble. “I’m going for a round.”

clamped her legs against the belly

also got on the horse to chase after Samara, who disappeared in front of Roland in an instant.

eyes slightly and also mounted

hooves rattled. Samara thought that Gisselle had caught up, but when

it was

outside his white shirt. Sitting on the horse,

her.

horse when she was fifteen years old, so she had ridden a horse for ten years. Every time she went out with Kadin, she was always praised for riding well.

stopped. “Mr. Garza, how do you want

in the distance? Whoever arrives

the bet?” Samara glanced at

I win, you will accompany me to an auction next week. If I lose, I won’t take the initiative to

week.”

Samara lowered her eyebrows and then raised her head and smiled, “OK. Mr.

and

two horses dashed out at

racing with anyone for a long time. The feeling of the wind blowing across her face made her

better than she had imagined. He followed closely behind, sometimes 1.5 feet behind, and sometimes

always been a person who refused to admit defeat. She frowned a bit and fiercely whipped

were still 600 feet left, Roland was a few feet behind Samara. Samara was proud of herself, but just as she smiled, the red horse suddenly bypassed her and

urged the horse, but she still lost.

He turned around and looked at her with a pair

lost.”