Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 179

Chapter 179 Did You Do It on Purpose?

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Roland turned to look at Samara as Samara shook her head. She did not want to continue causing trouble because of what happened in the past. If she made a big fuss, she would be the most embarrassed one.

Gisselle, who was at the side, was angry. “Who else could it be other than Chaim?”

After staring at Samara for a while, Roland said, “I got it.”

As he spoke, he pulled Samara over and said to Gisselle, “Ms. Pineda, take it easy. I will take good care of her.”

Gisselle was stunned. Just as she was about to ask what Roland and Samara would do next, Roland walked far away with

Samara.

Samara looked down at her wrist, which was in Roland’s hand. She struggled for a moment but failed to break free.

She was a little helpless. “Roland, where are you taking me?”

She did not want to show up in front of Chaim now and give him a chance to humiliate her.

Roland, who was walking in front, turned around and glanced at Samara. “Don’t you want to leave this place?”

Samara nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “There’s no need to walk so fast, right?”

We are not chased by a dog or what, thought Samara.

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When Roland heard her words, he suddenly stopped. He looked down at the five–inch–high heels on Samara’s feet and suddenly smiled. “OK.”

When he finished speaking, he suddenly picked Samara up and carried her in his arms.

Samara could only put her arms around Roland’s neck instinctively.

Roland’s action not only caught Samara off guard but even the others in the banquet were shocked.

Samara hurriedly called out to him, “Roland, put me down!”

What is wrong with Roland? Why does he always like to carry me in his arms? wondered Samara.

When such a scene suddenly appeared at the banquet, many people subconsciously looked over at them.

After finding out who they were, people at the banquet were shocked.

Some time ago, there were rumors that Samara and Roland were dating each other. Some paparazzo even took photos of Roland coming out of Samara’s apartment late at night.

Now that Roland was carrying Samara in front of so many people, people naturally took that as an official announcement.

“Your heels are too high. You were not walking comfortably.”

Roland looked down at Samara and smiled warmly. He didn’t let her down. He carried Samara all the way out of the banquet

hall.

Victor, who happened to come back for Caspian, saw this scene. So he quickly took out his phone to take a photo and sent it to Chaim.

Roland carried Samara out of the hotel. When he reached his car, he bent down to let Samara go.

After Samara got back on her feet, she looked at him with a half–smile. “Roland, did you do it on purpose just now?”

Roland also smiled but did not answer her question. He opened the car door. “Get in the car. I’ll take you somewhere.” Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When Samara heard this, she glanced at him and bent down to sit in the car. “Where are we going?”

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Roland looked down at her. His amorous eyes curved slightly as he raised his hand to help her close the car door. Then, he went around to the driver’s seat and got into the car. However, he did not immediately start the car. “Your heel is swollen.”

He turned to her and directly lifted one of Samara’s feet.

Samara only felt warmth on her ankle. Before she could react, Roland had already taken the high– heeled shoe off her foot.

The high heels she wore today were newly bought. It was common for heels to be swollen by new shoes. Samara had long

gotten used to it.

She shrank her foot to the side. “It’s not a big deal.”

Roland glanced at her and took out two band–aids from his suit jacket. “You want to do it on your own, right?”

Looking into Roland’s amorous eyes, Samara looked away and reached out to take the band–aids. “Thank you.”

“Take care of the other one as well.”

Samara tore open one of the band–aids and leaned over to place it on the wound on her heel.

Just as she finished her right heel, a pair of white sneakers suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was Roland who handed over the sneakers.

“Why are you looking at me? Do you still want to wear this pair of high heels?

Roland paused. “Although you look stunning in high heels, it will hurt your feet.”

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