Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Not a Good Dream

In those few years, everyone in Chicago knew about Olivia chasing after Chaim.

However, Chaim didn’t like Olivia. Eric felt that the Arcand family was not rich enough, so he didn’t say anything.

In fact, no one could tell that Olivia had something to do with what happened back then.

But Reid had a good memory. He remembered that not long ago before that night, Olivia was waiting for Chaim at the entrance of the company. Chaim was impatient and said that she should stop dreaming. He would not like her.

After Chaim finished speaking, he got into the car and left, but Olivia shouted behind him, “Chaim, I will definitely get you!”

There was nothing special about this sentence, but with so many coincidences, Reid was a little suspicious.

It was only a suspicion, so Reid only mentioned it to Chaim.

Hearing Reid’s words, Chaim frowned. “What does it have to do with her?”

“We won’t know if this is related to Ms. Arcand until we find the person who drugged you back then.”

Reid said, pausing for a moment. “But this matter probably has nothing to do with Ms. Novak.”

“What do you mean by ‘probably‘?”

Chaim sneered, “The prima facie evidence doesn’t suggest she had anything to do with it, but how can you be sure she

didn’t?”

Reid felt an oppressive look and lowered his head, not daring to reply.

Chaim glanced at him. “Get out!”

“Okay, Mr. Humphrey!”

Reid breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly turned around, closed the door, and left.

There was only Chaim left in the office. He sat in the office chair. His eyes were dark as he hung his head.

His stomach pain and anger intertwined together. He suddenly felt that Samara was really despicable!

She deliberately refused to admit it and deliberately waited for this day to see him make a fool of himself, right?

She did it on purpose, just like that bottle of pills, mocking him for being so ignorant!

Samara moved a little and sat up on the bed, feeling a little hot.

She raised her hand to touch her forehead and couldn’t help but frown.

There was no thermometer at home, but it was true that she was not feeling well.