My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 157

Alice looked.

A few security guards rushed forward and pressed down on her arm, "This woman is disturbing the signing site. The situation is serious, let's call the police."

Alice was not willing to leave, and her eyes still staring at the big screen.

The security guard dragged her away.

On the screen, at the signing site, Patrick suddenly put the pen back into the pen cap gracefully and then stood up. His soft and feminine face revealed a smile, and he spoke in a humble and courteous manner in English, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ao Gesige.

With that, Patrick turned and left.

This left behind a group of people who were stunned.

Everyone knew that Ao Gesige was the last hope of the Miller Group. Once a contract was signed, a large amount of funds would flow into the Miller and the stock market would go back to normal.

Patrick actually left midway, giving up on this life-saving straw.

The security guards were all stunned, and all of them looked at Alice in shock. Was it because of her words, that Patrick did not sign?

The reporters' senses were even sharper as they quickly turned the cameras towards Alice and continued to shoot with all they had.

Alice immediately turned her face away and prepared to leave.

A voice sounded from behind him, "Miss Clyne."

Alice turned around and saw an assistant.

Assistant Tony walked to her side and said, "Patrick is waiting for you at the back.

Alice nodded and followed him inside.

The reporters were madly taking a photograph.

Alice walked in with her hands behind her face.

Tony brought Alice all the way to a side door of the Miller Group building. It was empty except for a white Porsche parked there.

Alice walked over and raised her head to look at his with a complicated expression on his feminine face.

Just as she wanted to speak, Patrick walked over from the front of the carriage and pulled her into his embrace, hugging her tightly, "It's good that you're fine."

Alice was stunned.

She thought that Patrick would ask her why she let him stop the contract, but he only said one sentence: It's good that you're fine.

She reached out to push him away, and suddenly smelled his medicine.

What a strong smell.

"How are you?" Alice asked worriedly, why was the smell of the medicine on his body so strong.

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse.

Patrick frowned, he extended his hand and released her, then looked at her apologetically, "Your throat is hoarse."

"Is it bad?"

Alice laughed bitterly, for she knew that her voice was like an unpleasant duckling.

"Your voice sounds good no matter what."Patrick laughed gently, "Let's go, this is not a good place to talk. After a while, there will be more and more media and we won't be able to leave."

"Alright."

Alice nodded and suddenly remembered something. She turned to look at Tony, "My car is still outside the group. Go and get it.

Alice handed the car key over to Tony.

"Okay, I'll go right away. Patrick, are we going back to Port of Heaven? I'll look for you guys later." Tony asked.

"To the Miller residence."

"Alright." Tony took the car key and turned to leave.

Patrick went around the car and politely opened the car door for her, coughing a few times.

"Why are you going to the Miller residence?"

Alice asked suspiciously as she walked over to sit on the first passenger seat.

"The security at the Miller residence is still alright.'Patrick sat on the Driver's seat and buckled up, then looked at her gently, "Since you came over while drenched in sweat, it can't be that William let you go, right?"

Alice lowered her eyes and silently agreed.

Patrick was very smart, he guessed that she had snuck over right away. That's right, if she went back to the Port of Heaven, William would probably find her very soon.

"Did he torture you? How are you doing? What did he do to you? "

Patrick stared at her and weakly asked her three questions in a row.

Hearing this, Alice lowered her head, feeling a deep guilt.

She had even been moved by William, and her heart was leaning towards William. But at this time, she was actually being hurted by William.

In this month, she had actually never suspected William.

She completely trusted William.

In fact, thinking about it, she should understand that William had an irritable personality as a paranoia, how could he let Patrick off so easily?

"He's not good to you? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Seeing that she was quiet, Patrick thought that she was not doing well at William's place.

"No, no. I'm pretty good with William. He treats me very well." Alice immediately said.

Patrick looked at her, his gaze dim.

""Alice pursed her lips.

Patrick laughed self - deprecatingly, then looked at her and said, "Tell me, what happened to you ? I can't stand him treating you well, nor can I stand him treating you bad."

"Alright, I'll be driving."

Patrick coughed a few times and started to start the car.

Alice looked at the hand he was holding on the steering wheel. The back of his hand was bruised and full of tiny pinpricks.