My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 55

T —his place was very close to the subway station.

They didn't say anything along the way.

When they arrived outside the subway station, Alice unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get off, but Patrick suddenly said, "My family is fighting inside."

"What?"

Alice was startled, she raised her head, only to see Patrick sitting there. His feminine face had a heavy tiredness.

"You know that I have an older sister. When I was young, I was blind and inarticulate. My father thought I lost his face, so he nurtured my older sister with all his effort." Patrick said, "Now, Father wants to help me, but elder sister wants to compete with me for the position of CEO. I was talking about buying a factory in order to build a reputation."

So there was actually such a thing happening in the Miller Family, where siblings are fighting with each other.

It was no wonder that he did not look happy at all when getting married. He was exhausted all over.

But why did he tell her this?

Shouldn't he tell his wife about his tiredness and let her share it with him?

Alice was a little suspicious, and couldn't really ask why. "But work is work, so it's best not to get too tired. Mary and the baby are the ones who need you the most."

Hearing that, Patrick turned and looked at her, his gaze fixed, yet he did not say a single word.

"What? What did I say wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing." Patrick shook his head.

"Then I'll get off, thank you for helping me find the materials." Alice waved the doduments in her hand, smiled and thanked him, then pushed open the door and got off the car.

"Hmm, goodbye."

Patrick watched her figure as she left, she was slim and beautiful, she kept moving further and further away from him.

He thought of her red eyes at the amusement park, with one hand slowly clenching on the steering wheel. There were too many things he still had to deal with.

Miller Family.

Mary.

Everything had yet to be resolved. He could do whatever he wanted when he was done with it.

Give me a little more time, wait for me, Alice.

After bidding farewell to Patrick, Alice returned to the Port of Heaven. Throwing away her bag, she sat down on the sofa and opened the folder.

For some reason, she felt that Patrick had become a little strange.

Ever since the wedding in The Isle of the Clouds, when he ran into the forest by himself, where he started calling her Alice, everything became very strange.

He hated her so much that every time he saw her, he pretended he didn't see her.

This change was too great.

Alice leaned on the sofa, she could not understand anything at all, so she decided to stop thinking about it and opened the folder in her hands.

[Rosanna, 24 years old, female, graduated from A University.]

Flipping further, Alice realized that Rosanna's resume was indeed very complicated.

After graduating from college, she travelled to many different countries, had a few boyfriends, yet was currently single, she also attended many dance classes, language classes, art classes, etc.

So it turns out that Rosanna lived a carefree life these past few years.

During her time in university, she remembered that Rosanna was a girl who lived up to her name. She was full of artistic talent, her piano and dance skills were excellent.

Now, her label was a blogger.

Rosanna put her colorful life and work on the internet, and was liked by a bunch of otaku.

So it turns out that Rosanna was actually a popular blogger, but someone like her who didn't play Facebook at all, didn't know about it at all.

Before she finished reading all the information, Alice anxiously took out her phone and dialed a number.

She wanted to clarify what happened three years ago as soon as possible.

The phone was turned off.

Patrick gave her three numbers on the list and she called them one by one, none of which coule be get through.

Alice frowned, why was the phone not connected? Was the phone temporarily turned off, or did Rosanna go somewhere else to change her number?

After thinking for a while, Alice took out her phone, downloaded Facebook, and typed in Rosanna's Facebook name, "Small and Fresh Art".

Rosanna's Facebook was very popular, Alice took a look at the photo that Rosanna had placed on it.

Just like when she was in university, Rosanna had beautiful long black hair that reached to her waist.

In terms of appearance, Alice felt that Rosanna was not as beautiful as Mary but she did not have the kind of temperament that made others feel comfortable.

Alice sent a private message to her Facebook..

[Rosanna, hello. I'm your university classmate, Alice. Where are you right now? I have something that I need your help with.]

After she sent it, Alice put the documents away.

Rosanna found it out.

The truth was not far away, William, this paranoia, who only believed in himself. It would be useless for her to say anything. Fortunately, she had found the witness now.

Alice looked at this huge apartment. Soon, she would be able to move out of this mansion and return to her own life.

Thinking about it, Alice was very happy.

She finally saw hope.

But even until dusk, Rosanna's phone call had not been connected, and her private message on Facebook had not been answered.