My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 75

"—Take things?"

Alice Clyne looked at the tray in confusion.

On the tray, there was something wrapped up on a piece of paper. She struggled to lift the drunk Rosanna Tiffany up with one hand and took the piece of paper with the other.

Her hand felt heavy.

Inside the paper was a piece of ice - cold transparent glass, about the size of her palm, which was also cut into the shape of a heart.

How much does this William Cullen like heartshaped?

Alice Clyne placed the glass on her knees and spread open the paper with her slender fingers. On top of the paper, she saw a word - KISS!

Did this man have to be this position, he was thirsty to think of such a way to kiss her?

Alice Clyne wanted to get the waiters to send it back, but the waiter seemed to see her unwillingness and immediately said, "Mr. Cullen said that we can't take it back, he will personally come to get it."

He will personally come and get it?

How was she supposed to get Rosanna Tiffany drunk?

Would it be a waste to drink for such a long time?

Alice Clyne thought for a while, then lowered her head and picked up the heart - shaped glass, frowning as she smiled, the red lipstick instantly showing off her lips.

"Take it." Alice Clyne was extremely embarrassed. She blushed and placed the heart-shaped glass back into the tray, not daring to look at the two waiters.

Damn William Cullen.

Stinking man!

Kiss Demon!

Abnormal paranoia!

Alice Clyne scolded William Cullen 180 times in her heart, waiting for the waiters to leave before she lifted her head.

Rosanna Tiffany leaned on her, unconscious from her drunkenness, and muttered about the matters of her university days, "I'm not as good as I was in the past. You're the same. Alice Clyne, we have changed, we have changed!"

Alice Clyne listened to Rosanna Tiffany's

muttering and frowned.

She hadn't changed.

She was completely coerced into doing so by coincidence. If not for William Cullen capturing her through misunderstanding, causing the situation to become chaotic, she would still be a normal female Cartoonist.

"Rosanna Tiffany, I have something to ask you." Alice Clyne said while hugging the drunk Rosanna Tiffany.

Rosanna Tiffany was so drunk that she couldn't even open her eyes, "What?"

"Three years ago, the people of Cullen Family found you and asked you a question. Why didn't you tell me anything? And on the cruise ship, I can see that you were shocked, and your eyes were averted when you mentioned three years ago. Now, you're asking me about it all over again. " Alice Clyne embraced her and asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Hide?" Rosanna Tiffany seemed to sober up a little after hearing what she said and sat up straight in her arms. She looked at her with a slightly tipsy look and laughed bitterly, "You are really smart, Alice. "You, you've actually always been very smart." "I want the answer.'

Alice Clyne said in a serious tone.

The light in Rosanna Tiffany's eyes dimmed, and she shook her head as if she had thought of something, "No, I can't say, I can't say."

Seeing her like this, Alice Clyne became even more convinced of her own thoughts. She grabbed onto Rosanna Tiffany's arm, "Are you really hiding this from me?

"I can't say."

"Rosanna Tiffany!" Seeing that, Alice Clyne could not help but become excited, "Do you know how important what happened three years ago was to me? What exactly do you know?"

"Sorry, sorry."

Rosanna Tiffany apologized in pain.

"Sorry? "Why did you say you were sorry, what do you know, and what did you do?" Alice Clyne grabbed her arm tightly.

She grabbed Rosanna Tiffany so hard that she vomited a mouthful of red wine onto the ground. She was in a terrible state as she kept shaking her head, "I can't say it, I really can't say it. Alice Clyne, stop forcing me!"

You don't want to say it?

What happened three years ago?

Why couldn't she tell her and not to force her telling the truth?

A lot of thoughts flashed through Alice Clyne's mind, but she was unable to put together a complete blueprint.

Looking at her painful expression, Alice Clyne did not speak for a long time. She slowly calmed herself down, extended her hand behind her back, and gently patted her back, then asked: "Are you better now?"

Rosanna Tiffany bent down and allowed Alice Clyne to pat her.

Suddenly, Rosanna Tiffany raised her head and looked at her with an incredibly red face. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her face had a smile, "Do you remember that back in school, I used to sell beer part - time, my alcohol capacity is shallow, and every time I came back I would get drunk, you accompanied me."

At that time, the person who was the best to her at school was Alice Clyne.

Alice Clyne looked at her teary eyes, her heart aching, "Alright, I won't force you."

Not to mention, at least she was now certain of one thing, that there was something fishy about the cruise from three years ago, even though she still didn't know what it was.

"Alice Clyne." Rosanna Tiffany whispered her

name.

"Yes."

Rosanna Tiffany looked at her, her eyes filled with hesitation, "You ..."

"What are you trying to say?" Alice Clyne asked.

Rosanna Tiffany looked at her drunkenly. Suddenly, she fell towards her and heavily fell into her embrace, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Before Rosanna Tiffany completely passed out from drunkenness, she heard her say in a low voice, "Three years, three years, you have to be careful of your sister..."

Sister.

Her sister, Mary Clyne.

Alice Clyne felt a chill in her body, as if there was a ball of confusion slowly spreading out in front of her.

The cruise ship incident three years ago had actually had something to do with her sister.