My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 104

"Speaking of this, Mr.Cullen Millerst have taken a fancy to your amazing bed skills."

"Come on, don't spout nonsense, I also have some hidden meaning, okay?"

"Yes, you have the most in mind. I understand the connotations of the bed, right?"

The group of women were in a heated discussion.

Alice stood behind the pillar, her face as pale as paper.

The next second, she pushed open the door and walked out of the jewelry store. The saleswoman was shouting behind her, and she didn't even look back.

A gust of wind blew into her face.

Alice's long hair was blown backwards, a little messy.

She was walking alone on the street. She didn't even notice that she had bumped into a pedestrian. She just walked on with a blank expression on her face.

So it turns out that William went back to England for the marriage alliance. No wonder he didn't say anything about going to England on the phone.

How could she forget what kind of person William was?

He was the world-famous CEO of N.E. He was the British aristocracy, he was the richest man in the world, the owner of the Imperial Castle, and the one who had raised a bunch of lovers.

He was a lofty existence, destined to be extraordinary.

"..."

When she found out that William had a child today, she was not thinking of her own way out like Patrick.

She was so funny.

It was not strange for people like William to have a child. Even if he had a bunch, it wasn't strange at all.

He had so many women, he would pay a bit of money and he would be able to have his entire family.

This was the real William.

She was just too weird. What was she feeling uncomfortable about?

Alice, are you confused? No, you're crazy.

She cursed herself in her heart. The hand holding the bag clenched so tightly that the strap of her handbag was deformed.

Wake up.

Alice, wake up before you are completely Millerddled.

Get out of this, that's what you always want, isn't it.

Right, what she wanted was nothing else. She wanted to get out of the current situation and return to her own life ...

Resolved, Alice decided to take a taxi to Rosanna's house again.

Right now, the only way she could leave William was probably through the method that Patrick had described, to pull Rosanna in.

It Millerst be implemented.

She stood on the street and looked at the passing cars, when she suddenly heard William's voice, "Alice, have you chosen your present yet?"

No.

Alice remained silent as she reached out to press her headphones.

"Haven't you chosen it yet?" William's voice immediately darkened as he yelled at her in displeasure, "What's wrong with you? Pick a present for such a long time, do you still have the heart to pick it for me?"

He had so many women. Was there even a need to care about her present?

Alice thought in her heart as she said, "I'm still picking."

William's side had a slightly chaotic background voice. From afar, the sound of a symphony could be heard, probably from the banquet.

At the banquet with the Marriage Object?

He was so busy and had the leisure to urge her to choose a present.

"I don't care, go and pick at once! I'll tell you, I came back early!" William roared at her.

"Advance?"

Alice was stunned.

Why was he suddenly early?

"Yes, I will be there the day after tomorrow. You Millerst come to pick up me and bring your present! Do you hear me? " William ordered her.

A week of separation had cost his life.

Not content with just the phone call, he had to go back and see her right away.

"Oh, oh."

Alice answered hesitantly.

Since he would be back the day after tomorrow, how would she be able to arrange it in time? Once William returned, she would have even less chance to do anything.

Alice's mind was in a mess. She did not have time, so she could only rely on that person ...

"Are you still wandering in the street?" William asked her.

"Yeah, I'm choosing a present."

Alice said absentmindedly.

"Then why can't I hear your footsteps? It seems like you've been stuck in the same place all along." William said.

She still had to listen to the sounds of people walking, so she didn't want to do this.

Alice helplessly replied as she aimlessly walked forward and took out her phone from her bag.

She swiped her finger and exited the call interface. She switched to the text interface and pulled Patrick's contact number in. Then, she stood on the street and typed in each word

"Patrick, I want you to convince Rosanna to join this plan. As long as I can successfully leave William, I will not pursue what she has done."

She thought that Rosanna should just ask for it.

They all begged for mercy.

"Where did you go?" William asked her on the phone.

Alice pressed down the earphones that she was wearing and raised her head to look. It was the Import Great Supermarket that she and William were previously at.

"The supermarket."

Alice answered honestly.

"You're going to pick out a present for me at the supermarket?" William's tone was clearly indicating that you took the wrong medicine?

She bit her lower lip and bit down hard to clear her head.

There was only one thing on her mind right now — leaving.

Everything else shouldn't be what she was thinking.

"Alice, quickly tell me. I don't have that Millerch patience, tell me quickly." William continued to force her, wanting to see her again.

Alice sighed, pushed the Shopping cart and said, "Alright, I will speak."

"Yeah, I said you missed me." William was satisfied.

"You miss me ... You miss me ... You miss me ... You miss me ... You miss me ... You miss me ... You miss me ..."

William had been shocked.

However, a loud noise came from Alice's side.

She pushed Shopping cart to the side and leaned on it. A Heavenly Tower that was made from a watermelon fell down right next to her and scattered all over the ground. Some of it was broken, revealing bright red melons.

Several supermarket operators stood aside, looking at her reproachfully.

Alice stood in the middle of the watermelon filled place. A round watermelon directly smashed onto her feet, breaking on the ground afterwards as she arrogantly gave her a red mouth, looking somewhat similar to William's, both appearing extremely arrogant.

She was responsible for all the watermelons in the place.

The rest of her money probably wouldn't even be enough to buy a lighter.

Alice reached out and pressed the earpiece in her ear with her hand, then said to William: "William, I think I've chosen the present for you."

"What?"

William asked. Did she really choose a gift for him at the supermarket?

Is there anything special in an imported supermarkets?

"I'll give you a surprise when you get back." She kept her last calm.

Let's wait for him to come back before swearing and let her have her last moments of peace and quiet.

On the other side, the majestic Miller Cosmetics Group Building stood tall at the Golden District of San Francisco.

The Office of the President on the 32nd floor was decorated in a simple and clean modern style. It was clean and refreshing, and a faint fragrance permeated the air.

Patrick sat in front of the desk and flipped through the documents in his hands. His feminine face had no expression.

"Boss Miller." The young male assistant, Allen, walked from outside with a glass of water in his hand as he reminded him, "You should take your medicine."

Patrick looked at the time and took out a medicine box from his pocket. He poured two pills out and drank them with water.

"How do you feel? Your headache has become more frequent since you changed the medicine."

Allen stood at his desk and asked.

He was Patrick's trusted aide, so Patrick didn't hide the matter of recovering his memories and changing the medicine.

"Don't worry, I'd rather have a headache than be controlled by the previous drugs."

Patrick said coldly, his hand holding onto the medicine box, a pair of narrow eyes revealing a hint of hatred.

"Let's go to the doctor for a check-up in a few days." Allen said, and then continued to report, "Boss Miller, you should hand over all the matters concerning the stock market to Zed, isn't that a little dangerous? Once he gets along well, he will be able to sit firmly on the board of directors."

Allen knew that Patrick hated the Clyne Family to the bones now, and did not wish for them to continue to be in the Miller.