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

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Chapter 163 That Bastard

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In the car.

Samara glanced at Roland. “You must be very curious, right, Mr. Garza?”

Hearing her words, Roland smiled. “Curious about what?”

“About if I’m Chaym.”

It happened to be a red light in front of them. The car slowly stopped. Roland looked at Samara. “Is it

important?”

Was it important?

Samara did not expect him to ask her this. Suddenly, she smiled. “No.”

Just as she finished speaking, Roland spoke again. “I’m more curious about when you will want a

boyfriend.”

Samara was stunned for a moment, but she quickly came back to her senses and looked at Roland. “I

also want to know.”

Roland looked at her. “No big deal. When you want, remember to tell me. I will be at your service at any

time.”

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Samara smiled and did not reply.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped.

“I’ll send you in,” Roland said as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

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After he finished speaking, he had already gotten out of the car. Holding the umbrella, he walked around

the car to the passenger seat.

It was raining, and it was very dark. Samara looked at him. The car door was opened, and the wind blew

in. It was a little cold.

“Thank you,” Samara said as she got out of the car.

“It’s a little cold. Let’s go in.”

Roland lowered his head and looked at her. The two were very close, and Samara immediately saw what

was in his pretty eyes.

It was her face.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned her gaze away and followed him into the apartment.

After entering the hall, Samara looked up and saw that Roland’s shoulder was stained with a lot of

rainwater, and the side of his suit was almost drenched.

The umbrella was not small. If Roland had moved closer to her, the rain wouldn’t have had the chance to

wet Roland.

However, Roland did not. He was always a fist away from her.

Samara withdrew her gaze and restrained her emotions. “Thank you. I will treat you to a meal another

day.”

Roland smiled in satisfaction. “It’s the second meal you owe me now.”

Samara smiled. The elevator door happened to open, and she walked in.

Samara stood in the elevator and watched the door slowly close. Roland was outside, holding the

dripping umbrella and looking at her warmly.

For a moment, Samara wondered if everything would be different if the person back then was Roland.

Perhaps no. After all, Roland was also a playboy.

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Just as Samara returned home, Gisselle called.

Samara knew what he was calling for.

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She picked up the phone, put it on speaker, and went to the bar to pour herself a glass of water. “What

do you want to say?”

“How did Victor know?”

“Maybe he guessed it,” Samara paused while drinking the water.

Gisselle didn’t believe it. “Come off it. With Victor’s IQ, it’s impossible for him to link you with Chaym!”

“The painting I drew for Chaim three years ago was discovered by him.”

Gisselle was stunned. “So, Victor saw that painting?”

“I guess so.”

After all, they were such good friends. Chaim had probably shown Victor the painting and told him how

shameless she was to have the guts to love him.

Ridiculous.

“How did you know that Chaim discovered the painting? Didn’t you say that it was thrown into the

garbage?”

Samara did not want to talk about what happened at noon, but since Gisselle had asked, she thought for

a while and said, “I met him at noon. He mentioned the painting.”

“Damn it! Chaim is such a bastard! So shameless! He’s the worst!”

Gisselle was so angry that she was trembling. She wished Chaim was right here so she could slap him in

the face.

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