Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Don’t You Want to Know?

Samara had known Gisselle for so many years, and she could tell if Gisselle had done something wrong with guilt with just a glance.

Gisselle’s words were stuck in her throat, and she must have done something wrong.

Samara snorted. “Why are you so hesitant? Since I am in a good mood right now, you should confess.”

Gisselle tried to change the topic. “Samara, what are you happy about today? Don’t you want to share it with me?”

“Nothing. I just taught someone a lesson.”

As Samara spoke, she glanced at Gisselle with a smile. “Are you really not going to confess?”

Gisselle couldn’t stand Samara’s gaze. It seemed as if Samara could see Gisselle through.

When Samara looked at her like this, Gisselle immediately became terrified. “I’ll tell you the truth. Are you really not going to hit me?”

Samara was so angry that she laughed. “If you don’t tell me the truth, I might hit you. Tell me.”

Gisselle glanced at Thalia, “Samara, the wine you drank just now wasn’t Moonlight, it was called Utopia.”

“Fine, but it’s also quite tasty.”

As Samara spoke, she took another sip.

Gisselle gritted her teeth. “Samara, do you understand it? Moonlight really doesn’t have much alcohol in it. It’s tasty, and you won’t get drunk. As for Utopia… You should know about it from its name.”

Samara, who had just finished the second glass of Utopia was shocked.

“Do you mean that the two glasses of wine I drank are strong?”

Gisselle knew that she had done something wrong and did not dare to say anything. She nodded with guilt, “Yes.”

Gisselle glanced at Samara and added weakly, “And it’s a glass of mixed wine.”

Samara was so angry that she laughed. “Gisselle, you are really amazing!”

No wonder Samara felt her cheeks heat up.

Gisselle did not dare to look at Samara. “May I send you back now,

Samara?”

Samara was still conscious. Before she became drunk, she glanced at Gisselle coldly. “Why don’t you help me call the driver?”

When Gisselle heard Samara’s words, she was stunned for a moment. “Are you drunk, Samara? You can’t even call the driver now, right?”

Samara smiled and pinched Gisselle’s cheek. “Cut the crap. I feel a little hot. I may get drunk soon.”

Gisselle quickly took out her phone and called the driver. After the call, she considerately brought Samara out of Cloud first.

However, the one who came before the driver was Chaim.

“Samara, let’s talk.”

Gisselle frowned. “Samara has nothing to talk to you about. Please don’t block the way, Mr. Humphrey. We are waiting for

someone.”

Gisselle spoke coldly. Chaim frowned slightly but did not say anything. He just looked at Samara.

Samara glanced at Chaim and smiled. “I don’t think there’s anything to talk about between us.”

“Don’t you want to know about what happened four years ago?”

Gisselle did not know about what happened four years ago. “What are you talking about? Samara, do you have any ideas?”

Samara glanced at Gisselle. “You can go in. I will tell you later.”

Gisselle wanted to say no. When Gisselle saw the cold expression on Samara’s face, Gisselle glared at Chaim fiercely. In the end,

Gisselle listened to Samara and went in.

Many people came into and out of the bar. It was not a good place to talk.

“I drank wine, so I can’t drive.”

Samara looked at Chaim and said directly.

“Okay, I’ll drive.”

Chaim nodded. “Give me the car keys.”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Looking at his outstretched hand, Samara was a little dazed as she thought of some things in the past.

However, she quickly came back to her senses. “Take your car.”

Chaim glanced at her. “Okay.”

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