My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 512

The difference.

He looked at William with a complex on his face, and said with a calm voice, "What I can't compare to you is only my age, but till I reach your age!"

"You didn't check my information?" William interrupted him coldly. "When I was your age, 15% of the people in the world used the phone of the N.E."

"..."

Harris's face turned pale.

"As far as I'm concerned, you can't even be considered an opponent, so I won't spend too much time on you.If you can't stay away from the Alice, I will inform your parents that the woman that their son likes is mine, William's, fiancee."

"What do you mean? "asked Harris angrily.

"You still need to graduate and enter society. I think your parents know more about the pros and cons than you ." William said.

"You!"

He clenched his fists, but couldn't say a single word.

Seeing him like that, William smiled, stood up calmly, and swept his gaze across the written words on the tissue below him, "I hope that in two days, I can see those paintings at this address."

With that, William walked towards Alice's direction.

He stood there motionlessly as she looked at William 's back. He had been humiliated, humiliated so naturally.

He felt like a joke in the face of an enemy .

"Hey!"

He could not help but shout.

William stopped and turned his head slightly.

"Maybe I can't compare to you, but why should I compete with you? When Alice and I were together, she was very happy, very happy, and that's enough. " he shouted to the wind.

There was no point in saying it. It still seemed so shameful.

"Heh."

Sure enough, William sneered, turned his head and looked at him with disdain, "You seem to have forgotten who she's waiting for."

Harris's face was deathly pale.

He really couldn't compare to William at all. In front of William , he was just like a clown.

William walked towards Alice with large strides. His black eyes looked deeply at her and Alice also looked at him.

William walked towards her, his gaze becoming more and more serene.

"Get in."

His voice was cold to the bone.

If the previous William who expressed displeasure was berserk, fury, or one who smashed things, then the current William who expressed displeasure was cold.

The more he was dissatisfied, the colder he became.

"What did you tell him?" Alice asked, her eyes still nervously staring at Harris. The young boy stood far away, unmoving like a log.

It was as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

"I was just talking about the gap between us." William looked at her, his black eyes cold. "Can we return now?"

"You didn't do anything to him?"

Alice asked suspiciously.

"So what? Is he worth it for me to do something to him?" William sneered.

Alice retracted her gaze, facing William's gaze, cold and terrifying.

True, he was no longer the same as before.

Alice shook her hand towards Harris 's direction, made a gesture of goodbye, then opened the car door and sat inside.

William immediately sat down, his black eyes staring coldly at her.

They didn't say anything along the way.

"Why do you drink?"

When they were about to reach the Gallery, William suddenly opened his mouth, his tone carrying a sense of blame.

"I don't want to argue."

Alice said coldly.

"What are you trying to say?" William looked at her. He was asking her why she drank, and she told him that she didn't want to argue?

"The moment you start questioning me, I want to ask you why you went to see Mona , why you stayed in the same room with her, and why you didn't go and comfort Kathy." Alice looked at him and said, "But the moment I ask, you will definitely have a bunch of clear words to stop me, and if I don't accept these words, we will definitely quarrel."

Her face was flushed, and her eyes were red with anger.

William stared at her, the thin lip remained silent.

The car slowed to a stop in front of the gallery.

"Continue, why aren't you speaking?"

Borrowing the smell of the alcohol, even her voice became slightly louder.

He would always be above others, and everything she did would just be making trouble for him.

William continued to stare at her, his gaze deep.

When Alice pushed open the door and was about to get off the carriage, her wrist was grabbed by someone from behind. She turned around and saw William staring at her.

"What for?"

Alice asked with her round eyes.

"You look pretty cute when you're angry."