My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 164

William looked in the direction of the dining hall, one hand slowly clenching into a fist.

In the restaurant.

Alice didn't know what else to say in front of Patrick.

She lowered her head and ate.

Suddenly, Patrick put down the spoon, and said without giving up, "I have one last question."

Alice looked at him.

"If William did not appear, even if you were tired, are you still willing to give me a chance?" Patrick stubbornly asked until the end.

Every question he had today was a blow to himself.

But he still couldn't help but ask.

He wanted to know whether he lost to time or William.

Alice looked at him hesitantly. Before she could answer, she suddenly heard a loud noise.

She turned her head and looked behind Patrick, only to see a group of young men dressed like hooligans swaggering in, all of them holding steel pipes in their hands.

A young man with dyed yellow hair rapped the wall with a steel pipe, "All of you, stay put. I'm going to smash the shop today! None of you can escape!"

The store was in an uproar. The customers eating breakfast all stared at them in shock.

The boss was an old man with a beer belly. Hearing this, he came out and smiled at the young man, "Young man, why did you break the shop? I wonder when I offended you?"

The young man looked at all the tables, and his gaze finally landed on Alice's table. He shouted out loudly, "Someone told me to hit the man who eats the Egg - Packed Rice! Brothers, attack!"

After saying that, the group of hooligans rushed in, heavily slamming the door shut before randomly smashing with the steel pipe.

The small restaurant was a mess.

"Patrick!"

Alice immediately stood up, pulled Patrick's hand and stood to the side, and subconsciously stood in front of him.

"I'm fine."

Patrick lowered his eyes and looked at the hand she was tightly grabbing, he pulled her back, "It seems like you have a habit towards me too. However, I am no longer the blind person who needs your full protection."

As he said that, Patrick pulled Alice behind him, and carried the steel pipe and walked towards the young man in the lead.

"What?"

The man looked at him arrogantly, raising his neck.

"Since someone told you to do so, tell me how much he paid, I will double that payment and stop this right now." Patrick said coldly as he took out a credit card from his pocket.

Alice looked at the hooligan, who was wearing an earpiece.

Earpiece?

Listen to orders?

Alice suddenly thought of something, and immediately pulled Patrick back, saying in a hoarse voice, "He is William's man."

It was for them.

No matter what they did, the other party would not let them off.

With these words, the little hoodlum raised the steel pipe and hacked towards them mercilessly.

Patrick quickly pushed Alice against the wall and used his body to protect her. The steel pipe ruthlessly smashed onto his back.

"Ugh."

Patrick moaned in pain and his body crashed onto her. He immediately reached out and pressed both his hands against the wall, preventing himself from hitting her too hard.

"Patrick!"

Alice looked at him in shock.

Patrick stood in front of her and withstood a few punches. His face was deathly pale, his breathing was heavy, and he gritted his teeth as he said, "It's fine, don't worry."

Alice struggled, wanting to escape from his flesh shield.

"Don't move, be good."

Patrick said in a low and deep voice. He could go and fight with those people right now, but the restaurant was so small, if he did not protect her, she would definitely be injured.

He put a hand to cover her eyes.

Having lost her sight, Alice could only hear clanging sounds. There were people smashing the windows, and she heard Tony's anxious shouts.

Then it seemed like two groups of people were fighting.

Patrick protected her in his arms and she was fine.

Soon, she heard the sound die away.

The footsteps slowly disappeared into the distance.

Patrick's hand slowly slid down in front of her. When Alice saw his pale face, she looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Patrick forced out a smile and turned to look at the side.

He saw a lot of customers huddled in a corner with their heads covered in their arms. The restaurant was a mess. The last hooligans threw a cheque to the shop keeper, who opened the cheque in a daze. Then, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Seems like it was really William's doing. He is treating us like ants and is toying with us, watching us struggle."

Patrick looked at Alice with difficulty.

Alice was not looking at him, but instead looking at the street outside the restaurant with a serious expression.

"What's wrong?"

Patrick asked.

He didn't believe that she would have the guts to continue opposing him.

Alice looked at him silently.

"This is only the beginning. If you want to come back..."

"Then I will kneel in front of you like a dog with a dog collar on, and lick everything you have, right?" Alice listened to what he said, and her originally gentle voice became cold.

William was interrupted, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Right, is the dog collar ready? This time, I'll tie you up at home. Let's see who else you can run to!"

He had spared her time and time again, but she still act like this?

Seeing his self-righteous appearance, Alice couldn't help but clench her hands. How could she fall in love with such a man?

"William, don't you think you're bored?"

Alice said coldly.

"What did you say?"

William's body stiffened as he glared at her.

"Do you have to do this, motorcycle gang, bookshelves, flowerpots, knives, and steel pipes - all those dirty tricks?" Alice sarcastically asked, "What does this prove? Prove that you can torture us? "

Every word of her was mocking him.

Being mocked by a woman he valued was not a good experience.

William's figure tensed up, and his breathing suddenly became heavier. His eyes flashed with a hint of awkwardness, and his lip tightly pursed up, and stared at her with a mocking expression for a long while. "Alice, who did you say was playing dirty tricks?"

"You never thought you were wrong, did you? You do everything right, don't you? " Alice restrained her sarcasm and said coldly.

"What was my mistake?"

he asked word by word.

He was right. When had he made a mistake?

"Alright, let me tell you." Alice looked at his cold face and said, "You didn't manage to investigate the incident on that ship at all, but locked me up illegally. I was almost killed by you several times, have you ever apologized to me?"

William's face darkened.

"I have cut off all contact with Patrick and I am willing to stay by your side. But what you have brought me, is to trick Patrick behind my back. In other words, you have never believed in my innocence." Alice said, "You, how can you say that you are so good to me?"

William sat there, his face was gloomy.

"I was in the wrong when I mentioned your brother, but you were the one who was hypocritical first. Just because I mentioned your brother, you dragged me back like a dog, then tortured us like this within a day." Alice said with a hoarse voice. "William, are you really not wrong about all this?"

After she finished, she stood there quietly.

The wind blew through the streets, warm, and she stood there, her face was cold.

"What else do you have against me? Just say it out." William was so angry that he laughed

instead.