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

Chapter 227

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Chapter 227 Are You Crazy?

Samara turned sideways slightly and looked at Roland. “Mr. Garza, what would you like to say?”

Roland’s amorous eyes twinkled slightly and glanced at Gisselle. Gisselle immediately became

unhappy. “Mr. Garza, You and Samara are not in a relationship. What can I not hear?”

Roland did not say anything but looked at Samara.

Samara raised her eyebrow, “Gisselle.”

Gisselle glared at Roland before turning around to leave.

However, this was not a place to talk, and Samara did not know what Roland wanted to say either.

Looking at his stubborn appearance, it seemed that if Samara did not let Roland say what he wanted

to, Roland would pester Samara tonight, and Samara probably could not get rid of him.

“This is not the right place for talking, Mr. Garza.”

Roland had this intention, too. When he heard Samara’s words, the smile on his face deepened. “This

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way, please.”

Samara gradually walked away from the crowd with Roland, Roland stop did not stop until they walked

out of the banquet hall and arrived at the terrace.

Everyone was in the banquet hall. Only Samara and Roland were on the terrace.

“Mr. Garza, what would you like to say?”

Roland nodded. The smile in his amorous eyes faded a little, “I don’t have a new girlfriend.”

As Roland spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and leaned over to the side of Samara’s face. “Do you

believe me, Samara?”

Roland looked down at Samara. His face was under the shadow, so Samara could not see his

expression. She could only see the

dark brown eyeballs and the straight nose that was almost leaning against hers.

Samara’s heart skipped a beat. When she recovered from the surprise, Roland, whose face was right

above hers, was pulled back by Chaim. Then, she saw Chaim punching Roland in the face.

Roland felt the pain and took a deep breath. “Hiss…”

Samara realized what was going on and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the fight. “Chaim, are you

crazy?”

Samara thought, is he crazy? He is just grabbing Roland and hitting Roland.

Chaim indeed went crazy. When he saw Roland kissing Samara, he was on the verge of collapse, even

though he had held back

his emotions for the entire night.

Hearing Samara’s words, he glanced at Samara. “He just plays games with you, Samara!”

Samara frowned. “Let him go now.“‘

Chaim did not let go, and his clenched fists still raised.

On today’s occasion, Samara did not want to make things worse. “Let go!”

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She put on a long face and said again.

Chaim glanced at Roland. And Roland, who was punched by Chaim, had already cracked his lip, which

was bleeding.

Roland was looking at Chaim, his thin lips moving silently. “Coward.”

Seeing Roland’s mouth shape, Chaim instantly tightened his hand that was about to let go. “Samara,

stand.far away.”

“Be good. Stand far away.”

Samara wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, even Roland raised his hand to loosen his tie,

then tilted his head, and said to her gently.

Samara laughed in anger, “OK. You guys go ahead.”

With that, she directly walked past them and was about to leave the terrace.

However, Samara had only taken a few steps when she heard a “bang” behind her.

With such a loud noise, even the people in the banquet hall were shocked. Some people noticed that

direction and went over to check out what was going on.

Samara did not want to blow up the matter, so she had to turn back and looked at the two men who

were punching and kicking each other. “It is my father’s birthday today. Are you sure you want to fight

each other and screw up the banquet?”

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