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

Chapter 68

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 68 Is Samara So Eager for Men?

“Are you surprised?”

Roland raised his eyebrows and brought the soup that he had just bought for Samara. He said, “You didn’t allow me to stay with you while you were drinking in the middle of the night. And you won’t let me make breakfast for you in the morning. Then, can you take the soup now?”

Samara was already hungry. Just as she lowered her head, she smelled the soup in Roland’s hand. She wanted to refuse, but her stomach had already betrayed her.

Samara’s stomach was growling. This was the first time in her life that Samara felt embarrassed. She said, “Thank

you.”

If she continued to refuse, it would be inappropriate.

As she spoke, she leaned to the side and let Roland in.

However, Roland only placed the soup on the desk and said, “Go to bed early after taking the soup.”

He paused for a moment. Then he added with a bright smile, Good night, my future girlfriend.”

After he finished speaking, Roland raised his hand and waved at her. He turned around and left.

disappear at the corner, she turned around and

than being a playboy, everything

few glasses of wine tonight, and her stomach was not comfortable. What Roland sent over was

not stand it since he was

not an ordinary

was indeed touched, but nothing

more comfortable. She brushed her teeth and climbed onto the bed. In just a few minutes, she fell

next day, early in the morning, before the alarm clock rang, Samara woke up.

day, she always woke

she went out to make breakfast, her gaze swept past the food box on the table not far away. She paused for a moment. Then she smiled and

last night, she had a sound

accidents

than ten minutes.

early. If there were no accidents, she

could arrive

she couldn’t forecast

and

waiting for the end of the traffic

the driver’s seat by the window. She was not far away from him. He could

hair draped over her shoulders, and the makeup on her face was clean and comfortable. She placed her hand on the steering wheel, and her index finger tapped on the steering wheel bit by bit. Chaim suddenly remembered how she looked when she was on stage, playing the drum set.

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