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

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Chapter 92 Then Do Something Interesting

“Did you wait for me?”

The man chuckled. Samara picked up her bag and stood up. She glanced at Roland and said, “There’s

something 1 want Mr. Garza to help me with.”

Roland looked at her, his beautiful eyes winking. “Then, Ms. Novak, do you mind treating me to a

midnight snack?”

After he finished speaking, he added, “I drank wine, so I can’t drive.”

As he spoke, Roland’s secretary had already left.

Samara frowned. “I didn’t drink.”

“Then let’s go?”

“Let’s go.”

While the two were talking, the elevator not far away opened again. Chaim, Victor, and the others walked

out of the

elevator.

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Roland’s eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand and grabbed Samara’s wrist. “Ms. Novak, you don’t

mind, right?

I’m a little drunk.”

Chaim had just come out of the elevator when he saw this scene.

Victor was originally speaking, but when he saw this scene, he was also shocked. He subconsciously

called out, “Samara, Mr. Garza, what a coincidence.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Samara swept her eyes past her wrist that was being held by Roland. She

raised her head to look behind her and finally landed on Victor and the others.

She swept her gaze over them indifferently and raised her hand to push Roland’s hand away. Roland

suddenly took a step toward her, and he even staggered. In the next second, Samara felt her waist

tighten slightly, and Roland’s hand came over. “It’s fine if you don’t hold hands. It’s fine to hold like this.”

Roland’s warm breath was right next to her ear. Samara slightly raised her eyes and looked into his eyes

which had an insincere smile. Her heart suddenly trembled.

Samara pushed him and pulled away the distance between the two of them. “Mr. Garza’s secretary

should not have gone far.”

He was so drunk, so how could he eat supper?

As soon as she finished speaking, the hand that was originally hugging her waist instantly withdrew.

Her waist suddenly relaxed, and Samara couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows to look at Roland

simperingly.

Roland lowered his head to look at her and laughed softly, “Now, I’ve sobered up quite a bit.”

After he finished speaking, he retracted his gaze and casually looked at the cold–faced Chaim. “What a

coincidence.

Mr. Humphrey, Mr. Clayton, Mr. Carver.”

Chaim looked at Roland and Samara in front of him. The two of them stood very close. From his angle,

Roland seemed

to be hugging Samara.

As for Samara, other than the gaze that she had swept past him in the beginning, she had never looked

at him again..

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Chaim frowned and gave Roland a cold look before walking out.

They were already divorced. What did she have to do with him?

Did she think she could attract his attention just like that?

Naïve!

When he thought of this, his footsteps became faster and faster.

Victor was stunned for a moment. He nodded at Samara and Roland and then chased after Chaim.

Roland looked at Chaim’s back and narrowed his eyes. After a while, he lowered his head to look at

Samara. “Didn’t you want to treat me to supper?”

Samara looked up at him and smiled. “Did you do it on purpose just now?”

Roland’s eyes moved slightly. “If so, are you angry?”

“I won’t be angry.”

As she spoke, she paused for a moment. “I just feel that it is boring.”

“Then do something interesting.”

When Samara heard this, she subconsciously asked, “What interesting thing?”

Roland suddenly curved his lips into a smile, and even his alluring eyes lit up. “Be my girlfriend.”

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