Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 39

Read Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 39 – I Already See Him As Dead

Chaim frowned and looked back at Roland who was on the stage sending the bouquet to Samara.

The sound of drums stopped, and the music instantly lost its core.

Samara did not expect that someone would come up to send her flowers, and what was more surprising was that the person was Roland.

A large bouquet of roses was handed over, and Samara was forced to stop and take the bouquet. “Thank you.”

Roland had narrow eyes, and his smile was quite seductive. “You’re welcome. The flowers match the beauty. Go ahead. I’ll leave you alone.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the stage. He was there for only ten seconds, but it had caused waves of screams from the audience.

It was like a plot in a drama.

Samara looked at Roland’s back and slightly raised his eyebrows. He put down the flowers beside him and picked up the drum stick to continue striking.

Four minutes later, the song ended and the performance of the band tonight ended.

Samara held Roland’s roses and walked down the stage. Just as she walked down the stage, Roland walked over. “Ms. Novak, would you like to have a midnight snack together?”

Roland was a famous playboy. Samara did not know why he suddenly fell for her.

She handed the flowers back and glanced at Roland with a faint smile. “I’m sorry, Mr. Garza. I’m allergic to pollen.”

Roland smacked his tongue. “I’m sorry.”

As he spoke, he threw the bouquet away. “I won’t do it again next time.”

Samara glanced at him indifferently. “I don’t have the habit of having midnight snacks.”

“How about I send you home?”

Roland was so thick–skinned.

Just as Samara was about to say no, Gisselle pushed her. “Chaim and Victor are here. I think you should agree.”

Gisselle wanted Chaim to see that Samara had a pursuer!

Samara raised his eyes and looked over. Sure enough, not far away, Chaim and Victor were over there.

She didn’t drink, so she didn’t need anyone’s help.

Roland tactfully did not follow her. Gisselle was puzzled. “Is Roland not attractive? Chaim and Roland are enemies. Now that Roland is pursuing you, it doesn’t matter if you don’t agree, but isn’t it good to stir things up and disgust Chaim?”

Samara took a sip of fruit juice. “No need. I already see him as dead.”