My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 684

— I wish time could go back

"That night, when I went to the bar, there was a bartender who called me to get a hairpin. He said it was picked up by a sad blonde woman, and I even asked him why he said it was sad. He said he kept his head down and looked unhappy." Alice said, his eyes extremely red. "Then, I turned my head and saw York."

What she saw was the back of York.

She finally remembered. It was a very small episode.

Just like what someone had said, York's back was very beautiful, his golden hair extremely beautiful, and walking among the crowd, it looked like it would shine.

It turned out to be her brother.

So it turned out that he and York had met so long ago, and they were only an inch apart.

"Alice?"

William walked out and stared at her with his deep black eyes.

Alice stood there, his eyes red. With a bitter smile, she raised his eyes and looked at William's handsome face. "I really hope that time can flow backwards.

Then, the two siblings would be able to recognize each other long ago, and not be able to sense each other by relying on the suffocating feeling in their hearts.

"How can time be reversed?"

William pushed her away.

On the balcony, Alice and William were standing together, blowing the wind, looking at the forest far away. Alice leaned against the pillar and thought; her memories slowly became clearer,and she remembered York's back.

"Since York returned the hairpin back to me early in the morning, why didn't he come to find me before getting off the cruise?"

William's voice suddenly sounded.

From start to finish, he had never seen York before.

Alice turned to look at him, was stunned for a few seconds, and then shook her head. She didn't know either, didn't know why York had clearly wanted to look for William, and in the end left without even finding him.

"It's not important." William did not care about why York suddenly returned from Italy, and then suddenly left. He only cared about one thing, "That hairpin has been on you ever since?"

As long as they could prove that the hairpin was on Alice; she would be the only one left in the room.

"I don't remember." Alice still shook her head, "I really didn't care too much about the hairpin's location. Even after I got off the cruise and the hairpin disappeared. I didn't care too much.

It was so small that no one would be able to remember it after seven years.

"You have to remember!"

William stared at her and said tyrannically.

And I have to remember.

Alice was speechless, how could it be that easy? She looked at him, and William also stared at her, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing. Since you've figured out that York did not bring the hair clip to your room, then let's slowly investigate this matter." Alice said.

"Noll need to know the truth!"

William had to investigate this matter thoroughly now, and definitely would not let this matter pass just like that.

Hearing that, Alice stood there and looked into the distance, sighing softly.

"What are you sighing about?"

William asked.

"It's nothing much.I just feel a little emotional, as if something was destined for this world. Coincidentally, on the boat seven years ago, I brushed shoulders with you and York."

Alice said. These two men who were the most important to her in her life had actually appeared in her life long ago.

William looked down at her for a second, then reached out and embraced her from behind with a rare gentle action, "Alice, we won't pass each other by."

Alice listened quietly, his voice extremely magnetic.

"Even if you do, I will bring you back. Don't worry, you will never be able to leave here."

William said with a low voice; each word carved into her heart.

"Yes."

Alice nodded slightly, and patted his hand, saying gently, "Alright, stop standing here and blowing on the wind.Okay?

"Can you stop talking?"

The moment William mentioned this, he became depressed and hugged her tightly.

"Your brain is pretty big; why don't you think about it? Even if you were to be bewitched to the point of losing your mind, York would at least be clear-headed, right? He definitely won't let you do anything."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that William's brain had opened up a bigger hole than the Pacific Ocean.

"What do you know? He's a transvestite. He has the same face as you, and deep down, he felt like a woman. How much strength does he have? How much strength do I have?" William said. If he had lost his head at that time, York would not have been able to resist.