Chapter 392 – A Turning Point in My Lord, My Billionaire Master by Karen
In this chapter of My Lord, My Billionaire Master, Karen introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 392 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.
Alice opened her eyes, her eyes red as she looked in front of her. Mona walked over to her with the yellow umbrella in her hand, and put it away under the eaves.
Mona's condition wasn't much better than Alice's, and her body was also half wet.
Her chin was slightly tilted upwards, and her beautiful golden hair fluttered to the side. Her blue eyes looked at her with disdain, and opened her mouth to speak in fluent Chinese, "Alice, I didn't expect you to be so tactful, and didn't come out."
The moment she got off the car, Mona saw Alice's existence.
Very dangerous.
If she had arrived a step later than Alice, and Alice walked in front of her with her umbrella, the situation would have completely turned upside down tonight.
Alice didn't have the energy to tangle with Mona. She picked up the umbrella from the ground and prepared to leave.
Just as she took a step forward, Mona's voice sounded out from behind her, "Why did you come back to San Francisco? There are so many places in the world, why are you here? "
Hearing this, Alice sneered, and slowly turned to look at Mona coldly, "Mona, no matter where I stay, it has nothing to do with you."
"It won't be good for William to have you stay here with your lover and be free and unfettered outside the country?" Mona said, as she thought of letting Alice leave, "Alice, if you leave by yourself, how much of a relationship could we still have with each other?"
No matter what, she and Alice could be considered to have been good friends for a short period of time.
Affection?
A person who had appeared out of nowhere was someone who had come with a purpose in mind.
It was laughable, but it was just a simple reminder to her to be tactful, or else wait to be dealt with. She understood.
"Mona, are you afraid?" Alice stood in front of Mona and asked with a smile, her eyes completely red.
"What am I afraid of?"
Mona asked proudly.
She was William's fiancee, Lancaster's eldest daughter, the pride of the heavens.
How many people in this world could frighten her?
"There is no psychological burden to snatch, but to defend is to fear." Alice smiled and said, "Isn't it?"
"I'm afraid you'll rob me?" Mona laughed at her, and her eyes full of contempt.
"Why are you standing here if you're not afraid?"
Why would she deliberately warn her when she wasn't afraid?
She understood this kind of fear, and when Mona had appeared, she had also been like this, anxious and uneasy.
The smile in Mona's eyes was stiff, her fingers tightly grabbing onto the umbrella handle.
looked at her, and slowly hid her smile, as water droplets dripped down from her hair, "So, Miss Mona, please do not use any tricks on me or my family members, if you push me too far, I will make you even more afraid."
Mona stood straight as if she had heard a joke, "Relying on your Brown family's power? "But can I be afraid of the secret family that has a small island?"
Alice walked closer to Mona; her shoulder pressed against hers.
It was like two chunks of ice meeting each other.
"If you push me too far, I'll return to William's side." Alice turned her face to the side, and shot an indifferent glance at Mona. "This is what you're most afraid of, right? that you and Cullen family are most afraid of."
"You!"
Mona looked at her in displeasure, unable to say a word.
When did Alice actually hold onto her weak spot?
"You once said a sentence to me. I still remember it vividly." Alice said lightly, "You said it before, my opponent isn't you, but William. "Now, I will return that sentence to you in its entirety."
"Of course, I will grab hold of William, we will be holding the engagement ceremony very soon, Cullen family has already set the date, it will be in the middle of next month."
Mona pursed her lips and stared at her with her blue eyes.
This news was not shocking to the public, but Alice's body was still stiff.
Mid—next month.
So fast.
That's good too. At that time, William would probably be able to clear his mind and truly recover from it. He would be able to live the life that he deserved.
"Good night, noble lady."
Alice nodded to her, then turned and left.
Mona stood there alone for a very long time with a defeated look on her beautiful face.
But now, she couldn't even find a hint of victory in Alice.
But it could be seen that Alice didn't have any intentions of returning to William's side.
I hope everything goes well at the engagement ceremony.
Alice did not sleep for the entire night.
She didn't fall asleep until she received a text message in the morning.
Rain fell in front of the window; she was lying on her bed alone with her eyes closed. Beside her face was a phone, the Mobile Screen's light was still on, as she flipped through the pages of the text message. There were only three conversations
[Miss Clyne, young master only has a cold, and the concussion did not cause him to stay in the hospital properly, causing him to have a headache and tinnitus. It's nothing serious, just rest, don't worry.]
"Thank you, Daniel, don't tell him that I asked you these questions."
[I know, Miss Clyne.]
"You child." Beverly was consoled to the point that she was extremely happy, she looked at Alice and said, "Alright, let's eat breakfast. In a while, we will go out and take a photo of Kathy's Hundred Days."
Alice didn't even have the chance to refuse.
After breakfast, they mobilized the whole family, including the maid, the babysitter, and the bodyguards. They walked out of Building C and got in the car to leave Port of Heaven.
Alice sat on the carriage and couldn't help but look at the bench in front of the fountain.
It was empty.
No more rain, no more men in the rain.
At this time, William should be taking a good rest, as long as there was nothing wrong.
As the car drove out of Port of Heaven District, Patrick contacted an internationally renowned photographer. He was an Italian with a cheerful personality, specializing in filming children. He lived in his own photographic building in San Francisco, but it was never easy for him to do the business, unless he was interested.
Once he walked into the Shadow Tower, Alice saw the large photos hanging on the wall. They were all written by photographers, and each of the children in the photos were unique.
"An angel is coming."
The young Italian boy ran down the white staircase and directly rushed to the front of the baby carriage. He lowered his eyes to look at the Kathy in the car and asked excitedly, "Is she mixed blood?"
This must be the photographer.
"Not really. It's been a few generations."
Alice said lightly.
William's grandmother was a British aristocrat, his grandfather was an overseas Chinese, and the real mixed blood should be William's father. William's appearance was extremely far to the east, and only the depth of his outline could just make out the feeling of mixed blood.
To this generation of the Kathy, they could not even be considered a hybrid, they had already been washed to a standstill by their eastern blood.
"I like her facial features. Hello, I am Miller, the photographer."
Only then did he withdraw his gaze from Kathy. He greeted Patrick and started to discuss the details of the film.
After a discussion, Miller took out his camera and pointed it at various angles of Kathy, his whole body was filled with excitement, "It's been a long time since I've filmed such a beautiful little angel, let's go out and film a bunch of little angels and nature."
Alice, Beverly and the others looked at each other and could not help but smile.
This cameraman was indeed not bad. He had instantly decided on a topic and it sounded like a pretty good topic.
"Wait a moment." Alice walked to the photographer's side and said, "Miller, before we begin shooting, I have a request, you can refuse to accept it."
"Go ahead."
Miller put down the SLR camera in his hand.
"To take a picture of Kathy, I need to leave half of it blank on the picture." Alice stood there with a serious look on her face.
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