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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.
Samara was a little surprised. Seeing Roland’s back disappear at the corner, she turned around and
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She had to admit that other than being a playboy, everything was fine with him.
She drank a few glasses of wine tonight, and her stomach was not comfortable. What Roland sent over
was soup, and it was good for her health.
Normally, girls could not stand it since he was so considerate.
However, Samara was not an ordinary girl.
She was indeed touched, but nothing more.
After taking the soup, she felt much more comfortable. She brushed her teeth and climbed onto the bed.
In just a few minutes, she fell asleep.
The next day, early in the morning, before the alarm clock rang, Samara woke up.
On a working day, she always woke up on time.
Samara grabbed a jacket from the side and put it on. When 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 went
to the kitchen.
Thanks to Roland’s soup last night, she had a sound sleep last night.
The traffic today was not very good. There were some car accidents on the road, and Samara had been
blocked on the
road for more than ten minutes.
There was an early meeting this morning. Samara had already left home early. If there were no
accidents, she could reach Elephant Group at a quarter to seven.
However, it was already good enough that she could arrive on time since there was a traffic jam.
She had to bear it since she couldn’t forecast it in advance.
Samara was in a very good mood. She opened the window and raised her hand to lean on the side of
the window,
calmly waiting for the end of the traffic jam.
When Chaim turned her head, he saw Samara sitting in the driver’s seat by the window. She was not far
away from him. He could clearly feel that she was in good mood.
She wore a white, round–collar shirt today. Her curly 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.
After the divorce, she did not seem to feel sad at all. Every time they met, she was calmer and more
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before.
When he woke up early this morning, Chaim saw the photos of Roland following Samara’s car to send
her home through his friends‘ post. Some people even saw Samara get in Roland’s car later. The two of
them chatted in the car for more than ten minutes before Samara got out of Roland’s car.
Of course, Chaim didn’t get up early to check social media. However, Victor had always been a person
who liked spreading the news. Early in the morning, he sent those screenshots to Chaim.
Looking at the faint smile on Samara’s face, Chaim didn’t feel happy.
Was Samara so eager for men?
He had already warned Samara that Roland had no good intentions. But Samara insisted on making
friends with
Roland.
Chaim felt that Samara was a stupid woman and she was not worthy of his sympathy!
Chaim looked away with a cold face. Looking at the cars blocking his way, he could not suppress the
anger in his heart.
He could only lower his head and light a cigarette. Just as he took a puff, Samara, who was in the car
next to him,
looked over.
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