My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 40

"Didn't they announce a while ago that the market value of their main company was the world's greatest, and that they were ranked first in terms of wealth, he had never accepted an interview."

"That's great, William Cullen is actually here to attend the wedding, let's quickly go and interview him first."

The reporters in the reporter area were instantly in an uproar.

Alice Clyne looked ahead in shock, only to see that the front door of the church was brightly lit, a few bodyguards in black suits walked in, blocking the reporters who were flocking over, and blocking the way.

William Cullen's figure appeared in her line of sight.

His tall figure stood out in the crowd, his short hair neatly trimmed, his body slender in a thin, gray - blue overcoat, his handsome face bathed in a variety of spotlights.

Alice Clyne's heart immediately thumped.

Why would he come to Mary Clyne's wedding?

Alice Clyne suddenly thought back to what second generation rich wedding she had mentioned to Daniel Frank before. It was actually today's wedding?

Her first thought was to sit down quickly and turn away from him.

Of course not.

Since she couldn't meet William Cullen here, he would definitely not care about her pride.

Alice Clyne, who was sitting in her seat, was extremely nervous. His foster mother held her hand, "What happened? Why are your hands so cold?"

"I'm fine."

Alice Clyne shook her head and couldn't help but look back.

They just saw William Cullen standing in the middle of the bodyguards, raising his eyes and looking straight at her, his gaze landing accurately on her.

He grinned at her as if he was looking at his prey.

Alice Clyne was frightened by his laugh.

Suddenly, William Cullen walked towards her direction with big strides, as if there was no one around, everyone looked at him in shock.

"Mom, I want to go to the toilet. I need to leave first."

Alice Clyne stood up in panic, releasing her foster mother's hand, and ran towards a nearby door as if she was escaping.

No.

They definitely could not meet up with William Cullen here.

Alice Clyne ran along the corridor quickly, and the sound of orderly footsteps came from behind her. It was obvious that it was and her bodyguards who had sent out the footstep.

In a moment of desperation, Alice Clyne anxiously turned, and casually opened a door and rushed in, locking the door.

Her heart was pounding.

During Patrick Miller's and Mary Clyne's wedding, she had been hiding from William Cullen.

"Alice Clyne?"

A puzzled voice sounded behind her.

Alice Clyne turned around in surprise and saw that Patrick Miller, who was dressed in a white scholarly suit, was standing by the window and bathing in the sunlight.

The assistant at the side was helping him with some minor details while several sets of men's gowns were placed in a glass closet beside him.

She had actually accidentally walked into Patrick Miller's locker room.

Don't you even know to close the door?

Afraid that the other party thought that he was harping on, Alice Clyne hurriedly said, "Congratulations. I came to borrow the bathroom."

If he went out at this time, he would definitely be running into William Cullen head on.

Patrick Miller watched in surprise as she quickly dashed into the washroom and closed the door behind her.

What was this Alice Clyne doing now?

Alice Clyne hid into the bathroom with her back pressed against the door. What should she do? How long was she going to hide for? When the ceremony begins, does she slip away?

As he was thinking, the sound of someone kicking open the door came from outside.

She could not help but clench her fist, not long later, she heard Patrick Miller's humble and polite voice, "So it's Mr. Cullen, I am honored to be able to come and attend the wedding."

It was indeed William Cullen.

Alice Clyne bit her lips, and frowned.

"Brother-in-law?"

William Cullen's examining voice suddenly came out.

"What?" Patrick Miller didn't hear clearly.

It suddenly became quiet outside. Alice Clyne did not know what happened, but she became even more nervous. She heard Patrick Miller asking, "What is Mr. Cullen looking at? Is there something you're looking for? "

He was really looking for her.

Alice Clyne was so nervous that cold sweat started to drip down her face.

"It's nothing, I lost my dog." William Cullen snorted coldly, his tone disagreeing.

Damn William Cullen.

He also said that she was his dog.

Alice Clyne clenched her teeth, but luckily, he did not directly say her name.

Patrick Miller laughed when he heard it, "Oh?

Mr. Cullen even brought a pet to the island. Do you need me to help you find it? "

No need." "There's a pet amusement park over here. Mr. Cullen can take the pets there to do some exercise."

"Sure." William Cullen said, "Let's go."

"Take care, Mr. Cullen."

The sound of footsteps slowly faded into the locker room.

Alice Clyne heaved a sigh of relief, her heart was moving at its best.

After a while, when William Cullen was pretty much gone, she wiped the cold sweat off her face, opened the door and went out. She did not look at Patrick Miller and said: "Thank you for borrowing the washroom, I'm going out now."

She started to leave.

"Wait, I have a question for you." Patrick Miller called out to her.