I'm richer than my billionaire ex-husband novel Chapter 58

The back of her head hit the cold wall, painful, she instantly reached out to cover it. The man's powerful breath wrapped around her, leaving her no way to escape.

She saw it was Caleb and was furious, "What's wrong with you?"

"Tell me, what are you trying to play again?" The man's tone is cold, although he is asking, but he is sure that Alina invited his mother here.

Alina, "I am not."

"Heh." The man laughed, sarcastically.

The irony of the image of their dinner just now.

"She never goes out too much, but you are capable, letting her go abroad." The man said word by word through clenched teeth.

Hearing that, Alina froze.

She knew that Mrs. Collins seldom went out, and was the last to arrive at parties and the first to leave, and usually went out even less, not to mention leaving Ingford.

However,now that she is in Oklens and dining with Alina, Caleb doesn't believe that this is not a conspiracy by Alina.

"Believe it or not, this has nothing to do with me."

"Alina, if anything happens at this competition, I will make you disappear from this business forever."

Caleb stared at her sharply.

Alina gave him a blank stare in return and snorted, "Whether I can stay in this business or not has no bearing on me, but if Emma were to fall, would the Collins really watch you keep her?"

Caleb's face was already bad, and now his eyes were even more gloomy.

Alina is telling the truth.

As long as the Collins doesn't like Emma , then Emma will be embarrassed anytime she stands behind him.

The moment Alina turned around, Caleb said, "Alina, aren't you just relying on the old Lawson behind you? I'd like to see how long he can protect you?"

Alina paused and didn't turn around.

"You're wrong, I'm not relying on my Grandpa, I'm relying on myself."

"Heh, how many good resources Andre has given you over the years? You really have the nerve to say that you are relying on yourself."

"Opportunity comes to those who are prepared, Mr. Collins, you are a big boss of a business. I think you understand this, right?"

"......"

"Unlike someone, the show she held can fail, only you feel that others have stolen her limelight."

Alina dropped the words and left the security channel.

"Boom." The security door hit hard, as heavy as Caleb's heart's anger.

Alina is really articulate now.

Eventually, Caleb returned to his room in a fury, and a number flashed on his cell phone for Tomas, which was quickly picked up, "Sir."

"Find out what room Alina is in."

"Okay."

Originally, she thought she ran away with the luggage overnight, at least changed the hotel, but just since he saw her in this hotel, she was still in this hotel.

Tomas was quick and dialed the number back ten minutes later, "Sir, Miss Hughes is in the dedicated suite on the top floor."

"Whose suite is it?" It wasn't Alina's anyway, if it was, she wouldn't have stayed in the presidential suite before.

On the other side of the phone, breathing can be heard seemingly apprehensive.

Then, Tomas said, "It's Mr. Francis' suite."

Caleb had a terrible headache.