Chapter 154 Returning to Los Angeles
She choked with s*bs, and the atmosphere was tense.
William completely loosened his grip, and there was disbelief in his eyes. He said sharply and angrily, “Do you know what you’re talking about?”
Cierra stared at him with reddened eyes before turning around again without looking back.
She didn’t know why she said that, but she felt sad when she thought of William’s ‘Cierra Boyle.’ Others could call her whatever they wanted, and she diven cry when they called her an orphan.
But how could he do that? She had already returned to the Barton family…
She was not surnamed Boyle.
Without changing her clothes, she stumbled out in her chef’s uniform.
Fortunately, it was still time for dinner, and only a few people were there. No one saw it.
The evening wind blew, and the air outside the room cooled Cierra’s brain.
She sniffed and remembered that her car had been borrowed by Ryan.
The L’Opera Restaurant was located in the suburbs, so it was inconvenient for her to take a taxi. At this time, if she wanted to leave, she could only call Harold and ask William behind her.
But he had gone too far, and she would not give in. Wouldn’t it be too embarrassing to turn back.
now…
Cierra clutched his phone with a conflicted expression. He wondered if he should call his Harold or stay in L’Opera Restaurant. After all, there were spare rooms in the kitchen. As long as she mentioned it, Freddy would give one room to her.
Just as she was hesitating, in a car not far away, the man in the driver’s seat suddenly widened his
eyes and pointed at the window.
“What the f**k, Draven! Is that Cici? Why is she crying? Which bas*ard made her cry? I have to ask
him and beat him!”
Ryan cursed. Just as he was about to turn off the engine and get out of the car, he suddenly stopped.
In the car’s back seat, Draven, leaning against the back seat, also narrowed his eyes and stopped holding the door handle.
On the other side, just as Cierra unlocked her phone and wondered if she should call Harold, a helpless cough suddenly came from behind him.
“Are you still angry?”
The familiar casual voice made Cierra’s body stiffen. Her sadness had disappeared, and she was in a mess. Now that she heard the voice of William, she suddenly felt wrong again.
She did not say a word. She lowered her head and felt terrible as she poked her phone aimlessly.
Although she had no intention of replying to William, she didn’t run away in anger as she did in L’Opera Restaurant.
William sighed softly. “Alas, if you don’t want to go home, I’ll go alone.”
Cierra continued to ignore him, biting her lips with her back facing him.
She admitted that she had gone too far tonight, but that was because he had provoked her first. At worst, she could stay in L’Opera Restaurant for two days. If she really couldn’t handle Dr. Charles, she could apologize to him.
Anyway, she didn’t want to talk to him at all!
“Excuse me. You’re in my way.”
Behind him, before William could leave, a lazy voice sounded again.
Cierra was also enraged by her words. “It’s not your car!”
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