Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 13

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 13

“You reminded me. You still owe me a slap.“As Samara spoke, she gave Gloria a hard

slap!

Reid, who was not far away, heard this and subconsciously looked at Chaim.

Chaim’s face was cold. He hung up the phone and walked directly to Samara and Gloria.

Gloria was stunned by Samara’s slap. When she saw Chaim come over, she covered her

face and cried, “Chaim, she hit me!”

Samara looked at Chaim and raised her eyebrows with a chuckle. “Yes, I hit her. So

what? Do you want to hit me?”

Chaim had never been provoked like this before. He looked at Samara in front of him. It

had only been three months. How dared she shout at him?

Chaim’s face was dark. Just as he was about to speak, Samara spoke first, “I won’t take

the initiative to provoke you, so don’t come and provoke me. I still have more gossip about the Humphrey family.”

After Samara finished speaking, she stopped smiling and looked coldly at Chaim. “You’d better leave now. Take good care of the people around you.”

After saying that, Samara turned around and left. Chaim stood there with a cold face,

and Gloria was trembling behind him.

Looking at Samara’s back, Gloria was so angry that she wanted to chase after Samara, but Gloria was pulled back by Chaim.

Gloria turned back to look at Chaim. “Chaim?”

Chaim looked at her coldly. “Don’t mess with her.”

Gloria wanted to retort, yet when she looked up and met Chaim’s gaze, she froze and

felt a little wronged. “She was the one who hit me…”

Chaim released his hand and looked up at Samara, who had already walked to the door. He frowned slightly.

It had only been three months, and she started to go against him.

Samara walked forward until she got into the car. She did not even look back at the people behind her.

Just as Gisselle had said, it was not worth it.

Jimena glanced at Samara, who was beside her. Ever since she got into the car, Samara

had not spoken a word. She tilted her head and looked out of the car window. Her expression was indifferent, and it was obvious that she was in a bad mood.

“Ms. Novak.”

It was quiet in the car, and Jimena could not help talking to Samara.

Samara turned to look at Jimena. Seeing that Jimena wanted to say something, Samara smiled, “Did I scare you just now?”

Jimena shook his head. “Have you really decided to stay in Chicago for the coming half year?”