My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 22

"Young Master."

When Daniel walked in, Amanda and the others only glanced at him in disdain.

Daniel could not help but shake his head, thinking this was the biggest difference between Alice and the lady beside Master.

The women around the young master were not stupid, but all of them wanted to climb up to the sky with just one step. They did whatever they can do to attract Young Master, but they scorned on the servants.

Unlike Alice, she was very polite and cultured to their servants.

"Yes."

William replied lazily as he received the cocktail from Amanda.

"Young Master." Daniel walked forward, "Young Master, was what you did to the Miss.Clyne too harsh?"

"Daniel, it seems that you are unable to even do the Steward's Morality that you have spent your entire life writing." William looked at him unhappily.

He actually started to question his master.

Daniel lowered his head, and said respectfully: "I am precisely worried for Young Master, isn't what Young Master wants a child? in case the Miss.Clyne can't stand it."

The news of the child sank to the bottom of the sea.

"That's because I was too lenient towards her. When she tasted the feeling of imminent death, she would know that she had let go." William was very confident.

"What if..."

"If there's no what if, get out! All of you get out!"

William didn't want to listen anymore, so he threw the cocktail in his hand out in annoyance.

The exquisite wine cup shattered, reflecting countless fragments of light...

William was furious. Amanda and the others looked at each other, glared at Daniel, the main culprit, and left unwillingly. Daniel also left.

Only William was left in the resting room.

He stared straight at the forest on the screen, looking at Alice's back that kept walking deeper and deeper. She was slim, pale, like a ghost...

The sunlight shining through the gaps between the green leaves shined onto her body, causing her to look even paler. It was as if no matter what, it couldn't reach the bottom of her heart, and it couldn't warm her in the slightest.

Truly capable.

Daniel was the steward who had been awarded the highest level medal. He would always remember his identity, never say more. But now, he spoke for the woman.

Damn it.

It was all because of this woman. It was because of this woman who dared to mock him, telling him to take medicine!

I should have taught her a lesson.

William's eyes shone with a cold light, and his fingers quickly moved on the vibrator, and adjusted the hidden surveillance cameras in various parts of the forest to watch the scene that Alice in.

In the picture, Alice walked forward expressionlessly, step by step. Her long hair was scattered across her shoulders, the leaves behind her were swaying, the tree shadows were mottled, and the green leaves were floating around her like lake water, making her look like an elf.

William hated to think that she was beautiful even at a time like this.

Suddenly, Alice raised her head and looked forward. She seemed to see a hidden camera, and it was as if she was staring at him through the screen ...

That pale but beautiful face and the pair of black and white distinct eyes, was empty to the point of soulless and sorrow.

It seemed like he needed someone to protect her.

"Pa ~

The remoter in his hand swung down.

William looked straight at the big screen, and his heart suddenly tightened as if a hand was grabbing tightly onto it, making him unable to breath ...

On the first day of the forest.

Alice stepped on the grass as she moved forward. She looked at the big trees that were as high as the clouds, and the sunlight shone down from above and landed in front of her.

Was this the last image she saw of the world?

Die in a forest.

It seemed a good ending for someone who had never been cared for and believed.

She walked to a slightly larger clearing. There was a large tree on the ground. For some reason, it had snapped, leaving behind only a circle of rings ...

Alice sat down on the broken tree, a stack of white paper in her hands.

Daniel forced this onto her. He believed that since she was a Cartoonist, she must be extremely fond of papering.

Alice put the paper on her knees, holding onto the pencil, but she didn't know how to write it

She still remembered her first time papering a character, and the model was Patrick.

At that time, he was still a blind man who was annoying. He only followed behind her and liked to hold her hand ...

"Alice, paper me better."

"No matter how I paper you,Qian Chuchu are good-looking. You're the most beautiful."

"Beautiful describes girls. I really want to see the picture you drew me."

"You'll see it one day."

"When I see it, why don't you marry me?"

Alice lowered her head and looked at the empty paper, continuously hearing the youth's voice. He had said again and again that he wanted to marry her.

She had forgotten if she had agreed.

But she clearly remembered that in the attic of her hometown, the boy was standing at the window, feeling the wind.

His beautiful eyes were focused on her direction, and he said seriously, "My father was afraid I were to be exposed, so he left me in your home. No one likes me because I am blind. Only you didn't ignore me, so you have to be by my side forever."

At that time, Patrick had also said, "If you weren't here, even if I saw the entire world, I wouldn't know where to go."

The youth who was once afraid that she wouldn't be here and didn't know where she was going had completely forgotten about her.

He knew where to go, anywhere.

Only he would not come to her.

She did not sleep the entire night, and continued to paper.

Boring woman.

Only doing these things before death.

Suddenly, Alice put down the pencil, and pressed a hand on her stomach, with her face revealing an extremely painful expression.

She finally understood the pain. It seemed that she would be crying and begging soon.

William frowned, and he felt unreasonable unhappiness in his heart. He closed the tablet computer, no longer looking at the scene above.

On the third day in the forest.

Alice did not beg for mercy either.

Her body began to collapse bit by bit along with her mind. Her stomach had become so hungry that she couldn't feel it anymore. Her lips started to dry up, and wounds started to appear...

It was said that she would die without drinking water for three days.

Was she at the end of her life?

Alice thought to herself. She could barely sit with her back against a broken tree; a strand of her long hair fell down, covering her eyes; she didn't even have the strength to paper a thread.

"So tired ..."

The taste of waiting for death was not pleasant.

Her body slowly went limp as the paper and the pencil fell off her body. She laid on the ground with her head leaning against a broken tree. Her long hair was scattered messily...

Alice opened her eyes slightly. The light above her head kept on reflecting from different angles, sometimes transparent, sometimes multicolored. Birds flew by with a clear sound

How beautiful.

It was as beautiful as the sun when she stood in front of her house to see using her little cellophane. Then, Patrick, who was taller than her, appeared in her line of sight.

Such a dazzling youth.

Such dazzling sunlight.

She saw a blurry figure slowly walking towards her. It was a young man, smiling slightly as he passed his hand over to her. "Alice, be my guide for walking around."

His smile was still beautiful, full of trust and reliance on her.

"Patrick!"

She mouthed the name weakly, moving her dry lips.

No, Patrick.

You've seen the whole world and you don't need me anymore.

"Bye forever."

She murmured, with all the helplessness and hopelessness, her long eyelashes quivering like wounded butterfly wings, very slowly.

Slowly, her eyes closed.