Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 Are You Crazy?

Samara turned sideways slightly and looked at Roland. “Mr. Garza, what would you like to say?”

Roland’s amorous eyes twinkled slightly and glanced at Gisselle. Gisselle immediately became unhappy. “Mr. Garza, You and Samara are not in a relationship. What can I not hear?”

Roland did not say anything but looked at Samara.

Samara raised her eyebrow, “Gisselle.”

Gisselle glared at Roland before turning around to leave.

However, this was not a place to talk, and Samara did not know what Roland wanted to say either. Looking at his stubborn appearance, it seemed that if Samara did not let Roland say what he wanted to, Roland would pester Samara tonight, and Samara probably could not get rid of him.

“This is not the right place for talking, Mr. Garza.”

Roland had this intention, too. When he heard Samara’s words, the smile on his face deepened. “This way, please.”

Samara gradually walked away from the crowd with Roland, Roland stop did not stop until they walked out of the banquet hall and arrived at the terrace.

Everyone was in the banquet hall. Only Samara and Roland were on the terrace.

“Mr. Garza, what would you like to say?”

Roland nodded. The smile in his amorous eyes faded a little, “I don’t have a new girlfriend.”

As Roland spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and leaned over to the side of Samara’s face. “Do you believe me, Samara?”

Roland looked down at Samara. His face was under the shadow, so Samara could not see his expression. She could only see the

dark brown eyeballs and the straight nose that was almost leaning against hers.

Samara’s heart skipped a beat. When she recovered from the surprise, Roland, whose face was right above hers, was pulled back by Chaim. Then, she saw Chaim punching Roland in the face.

Roland felt the pain and took a deep breath. “Hiss…”

Samara thought, is he crazy? He is just grabbing Roland and hitting Roland.

Samara frowned. “Let him go now.“‘

Chaim did not let go, and his clenched fists still raised.

On today’s occasion, Samara did not want to make things worse. “Let go!”

She put on a long face and said again.

Chaim glanced at Roland. And Roland, who was punched by Chaim, had already cracked his lip, which was bleeding.