Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 45

Read Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 45 – Is It Relevant to Me?

When the car stopped, Gisselle exploded. “No way. The car broke down! Why is it out of order at night?”

Samara unbuckled her seat belt. “Let’s get out of the car and take a look”

After saying that, she got out of the car and opened the hood to check.

Samara did not know about cars well, but it looked like it had broken down.

Gisselle also got out of the car and walked over with her skirt lifted. “Did it break down?”

Samara tilted her head to look at Gisselle. “Your prediction comes true.”

The car broke down as Gisselle said.

Gisselle pursed her lips. “What should we do now?”

“What can we do? We have to get someone to deal with it.”

Otherwise, would they have to dress like this and spend the night here?

Samara took out her phone and called Jimena.

Jimena said that she would arrive in fifteen minutes, and the people from the tow truck company would arrive in about twenty minutes.

“Okay, thank you for your hard work, Jimena.”

“That’s what I should do. Ms. Novak and Ms. Pineda, please be careful.”

Jimena still remembered what happened last time. It was late at night, and it was not safe for two beautiful women to stay in a broken car.

“Okay.”

After hanging up, Samara went to the back seat to take out the warning and put it behind the car.

Just as she set it, a Maserati stopped beside her.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Victor’s face. He asked warmly, “Samara, did your car break down? Do you need help?”

Samara glanced at him and Chaim’s cold profile. She smiled. “No need, Mr. Clayton.”

“Don’t say that. I like to help people.”

Samara raised her eyebrows. “But I don’t like to accept help from others.”

Victor was lost for words.

As soon as Samara finished speaking, Chaim said coldly, “Drive.”

This word caught Victor off guard. “Chaim, Samara and Gisselle have a broken car. Why did you say this?”

Gisselle cursed at the back of the car, and Samara siniled. “That’s enough. If you’re photographed, people will think that you are crazy.”

“I… I’m just angry!”

She thought, who does Chaim think he is? Does he think we can’t do without his help?

Jimena shook her head. “Ms. Novak, you must be joking. Your father asked me to protect you.”