Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99 We Shouldn’t Be Nice to Him Anymore

Samara was unsure if Roland was serious and if the thing was related to him.

However, she was sure that Chaim was a bastard.

When she woke up early in the morning, Samara found several missed calls from Gisselle on her phone and thought that it was about that matter four years ago. When she called back, she even praised that Gisselle’s cousin, Alven, was efficient.

However, after the call connected, Gisselle said on the other side of the line, “Samara, you haven’t gone out today, have you?”

Today was Sunday. Samara wanted to go to the gym.

As soon as Gisselle spoke, she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows. “What?

“Someone blocked my door?”

“You just woke up?

“Haven’t you seen the message I sent you?”

Samara didn’t understand what Gisselle said.

Samara replied indifferently. After opening the loudspeaker, she entered Line and found that many people had sent her messages.

Noticing Gisselle had sent her more than twenty messages, Samara clicked in and took a look. When she saw the title of the gossip news on the screenshot, Samara instantly got it.

Last night, someone took a picture of Chaim entering the hotel with a new date. Chaim stayed in the hotel until two o’clock in the morning before leaving.

“I see it now.”

Samara smiled coldly.

On the other side of the line, Gisselle, who had been holding back for several hours, kept saying with anger. “Chaim is a bastard. Since you have already divorced, it has had nothing to do with you no matter how many new dates he got. Damn it. But last night, after he went out of the hotel, he just went to your apartment?

“Why is this bastard pretending to be affectionate?”

To be honest, Samara was also a little confused by this as she pursed her lips. “Maybe he is crazy.”

Looking at the gossip headlines that Gisselle had sent her, Samara felt that it was ironic.

Samara thought, so ridiculous! A new lover is not as good as an old one?

I’ve never been Chaim’s old lover.

Hearing Gisselle’s words, Samara frowned slightly, got up, walked to the French window, pulled open the curtains, and looked downstairs.

Gisselle scolded Chaim for a while on the other side of the line. Then she paused and suddenly asked, “Well, Samara, since