My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 77

M — ary Clyne saw Alice Clyne walking out from the elevator and asked curiously, "Why are you here? Following us? You want to pester Patrick again?"

Alice Clyne walked out of the elevator and looked at her coldly, not saying a word.

The two sisters had never been on good terms, but they had never really been on bad terms.

Alice Clyne never thought that Mary Clyne would always have this kind of tone towards her behind her back, with no lack of despise and hatred.

Three years ago, the thing might really have been related to Mary Clyne. Alice Clyne's opinion of her deepened.

"No, you're not here to pester Patrick." When Mary Clyne saw the trash bag in her hands, he suddenly understood and laughed, "Now that you are close to William Cullen, how can you remember Patrick, you also came to live in Port of Heaven."

If you were to wander around Port of Heaven with a trash bag, then it would mean that you had also lived here.

It was ridiculous that we sister should be neighbors.

Alice Clyne looked at her sister indifferently. After her adoptive mother asked her to sign the < Ending Book of Relationship >, Alice Clyne had made it clear that her relationship with William Cullen could not be kept a secret at Clyne family.

Standing in front of Mary Clyne, Alice Clyne did not say a word. With an indifferent expression, she walked towards the big trash can and threw the trash bag inside.

Mary Clyne laughed in disdain from behind her, "I don't know if it is on purpose, but I don't think I will stay by William Cullen's side and pester Patrick, right? I actually should move another place, so that the baby and husband in my stomach wouldn't be disgusted by others every day."

Hearing that, Alice Clyne couldn't help but straighten her back.

Anger welled up from the bottom of her heart. Even if she chose to give up, she would not be able to gain the slightest bit of understanding, and she might even end up being slandered.

Since that was the case, what else did she have to worry about?

"Mary Clyne."

Alice Clyne called out to her.

Just as Mary Clyne was about to turn the corner, she heard her voice and stopped. She looked at her in shock and disdain, "What?"

Alice Clyne turned around, walked towards Mary Clyne laughed lightly, and said gently: "Regarding the matter of the broken relationship, I still have a thing or two that I'm not clear on, why not go to your house to talk about it."

"Talk?" Mary Clyne looked at her suspiciously, "What's there to talk about? Go ask parents, they didn't want you."

They didn't want you.

Another strike.

Alice Clyne was about to continue speaking.

Not far away, a door opened from inside. Patrick Miller's slender figure stood there, the casual looking silver suit made him look refined, with brown short hair. His face had an exquisite yet feminine look, with no expression.

His first reaction was to call her name, not Mary Clyne.

Alice Clyne was a little stunned, but her reaction was even more agitated. She walked to Patrick Miller's side and grumbled: "What did you call her, Patrick?"

What's going on?

Patrick Miller actually called Alice Clyne by her nickname. This was something that had never happened to him before he lost his memories.

"Nothing." Patrick Miller withdrew his gaze from Alice Clyne, and looked towards Mary Clyne who was beside him, "I'm just curious about why you two are together."

Mary Clyne pressed the weight of her entire person against Patrick Miller, as she leaned weakly on his body and declared her sovereignty. A pair of exquisite eyes glowered at Alice Clyne, her mouth pouting. "I don't know what she's thinking, but she said that she wanted to talk to me about some matter that would end our relationship. That's up to her parents, it's not my business."

Alice Clyne looked down at the intimate scene between the two.

She discovered that after returning from The Isle of the Clouds, her mood didn't seem to change when she faced these two again. This was probably a good thing.

"Is that so?" Patrick Miller looked at Alice

Clyne with a gentle expression, "Come in then."

Alice Clyne looked at Patrick Miller in shock. He actually invited her?

"What?" Mary Clyne looked at Patrick Miller in disbelief, as if she wanted to say something. Patrick Miller had already turned his body to the side, making a path.

Saying that, Patrick Miller took his hand out from Mary Clyne's and walked towards the maid, and said: "Bring a few cups of fruit juice over, and prepare some snacks."

" Patrick!"

Mary Clyne immediately chased after him.

Alice Clyne paused outside of the door for a few seconds, then resolutely walked in.

Upon entering, Alice Clyne realized that the decorations here were much higher than the one upstairs, the ones William Cullen bought for her had been refined and hadn't been changed.

And here in Miller Family, the whole house was decorated like a princess' palace, giving off a dreamy, beautiful, gorgeous and retro feeling__

This made Alice Clyne think that Patrick Miller had promised to give Mary Clyne a princess

wedding.

It turned out that at home, Patrick Miller doted on Mary Clyne like a princess.

"Alice, take a seat."

In the huge living room, Patrick Miller invited Alice Clyne to sit. Her voice was light and warm, giving off the feeling of the spring breeze.

"Thank you."

Alice Clyne nodded lightly and sat down on the sofa.

Mary Clyne stood at the side, her gaze sweeping across Patrick Miller and her face was filled with hatred and envy.

She directly sat next to Alice Clyne, blocking her view. She placed the phone that she had been holding in her hand onto the tea table, and looked at Alice Clyne with alert, "What do you want to say? "Then, you should hurry up and leave."

Ever since Patrick Miller lost his memory many years ago, the moment Alice Clyne came to find him, she had immediately entered a state of alert.