My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 505

He silently left the gallery with an expression of inferiority.

Alice looked at William in surprise. She was not used to it, he was not jealous anymore.

She walked over to him. "You haven't eaten dinner yet, right? I'll go heat it up. You can sit down for a while."

"I'll go, accompany the young master and have a chat."

Daniel immediately said, and took the lead to enter the kitchen.

The young master had just returned, so he didn't have much time to talk with Alice.

Daniel retreated back into the kitchen to create some private space for them.

Alice looked at William and William looked at her. "Next time, don't wait too late. Right now, the company is waiting to be reorganized. I almost forget it."

But he had never forgotten it before.

This thought directly jumped into Alice's mind, and then she was shocked by herself.

She couldn't think like that, she couldn't.

William was cured, there would definitely be some changes.

William took off his suit and hung it on his arm, he raised his eyes and looked at the paintings on the wall, "You drew all of these?"

"Mmm, basically, there will also be a few painters who sell it at this place."

Alice nodded.

These few years, she didn't have the mood to draw a comic book, and have lost the ability to frame a virtual story. Most of the time, she could only write and draw with her pen.

William walked in front of one of her paintings and stared at it with his black eyes, as if he was examining it.

Being looked at by him in such a way, Alice inexplicably became nervous. It was as if she was a student waiting to be tested by her teacher.

She had never felt this kind of feeling in front of William before.

"Not bad." William stared at the painting and said, "How much is this painting?"

"Does president William want to buy my painting? Two thousand, no less."

Alice raised her eyebrow, and stood beside

William.

"Only two thousand?" William lowered his gaze to look at her, clearly displeased. He raised his gaze to the paintings on the wall, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "This way, don't sell these things for the time being, I'll have someone tailor it for you to increase your reputation, to increase the value of your paintings. Your paintings will soon be priceless."

A thousand per painting.

She was willing to sell at such a low price.

"Arrange?" Alice was startled, "It's just hype? I'm just interested in painting these pictures."

She only painted them while she was waiting for him.

She did not think of being reputed overseas.

"The beginning of any achievements is an interest, but an interest needs to be managed. Otherwise, one will only be in a daze for the rest of their lives. What's the point of such a life?" William said, "Do you understand now?"

Was he teaching her?

Alice looked at him.

His every word was so reasonable that she could not refute it.

She smiled but said nothing.

"When your fame increases, it will be hard to acquire your painting, so you will no longer have to stay in this small gallery." William looked at the layout of the gallery, obviously not satisfied at all.

Stay.

She was just waiting here for him to come back. Didn't he see the name of the gallery? — home

"I think it's nice here. It's nice to be in the gallery." Alice said, "I don't want to have any big name."

At that time, he was the one who personally did the editing of all the movies and TV rights for the comics.

Now, he was going to help her again. Even if he did, it wouldn't count as her reputation winning with her true strength, would it?

"We're going to get married sooner or later. The wife of the president of N.E. is a gallery owner, does it sound good?" William looked at her.

"..."

Hearing that, Alice stood there stiffly, and looked at him in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

William looked into her eyes.

"Do you care about the opinions of others right now, or are you worried about the proper match?" Alice asked very straightforwardly.

William stared into her eyes. After a while, he smiled and pulled her into his embrace, "To me, you are still you. You are the woman I, William, want. However, how could a person who lives in this world not care about the opinions of others? I only need to overturn them. It doesn't take much to get from the gallery owner to a painter, so why not? "

His voice sounded just as strong and domineering as before, but it seemed to have somehow changed.

Alice was in William's embrace, and she was breathing out the scent of his body.

She remembered that when he announced to the world that they were lovers, she carried the name of a mistress on her.

"Alice, there have been too many incidents between us. I have the most perfect plan for our future, so why don't you just follow it? " William asked while holding her.

Although it was a question, his tone clearly didn't give her the right to say no.

Alice nodded his head, "Alright, whatever you say is fine."

She listened to him.

He loved her, he was going to marry her, he had only changed a little, he wanted to plan for their future better, she had no reason to object.

"So obedient." William caressed her hair, "Come, let's eat."

William held her hand and walked inside. His gaze swept across the small water jar on the table and he saw a few flowers floating on top. "This flower is so ugly, did the graduate student just give it to you? His tastes are too awful."

So ugly.

This was something that Kathy had fiddled with for a long time, all the way until she fell asleep.

"Is that so?"

Alice said. As she bit down on the beef in her mouth, she also felt that the meat was tough to the point that it was hard to swallow.

Look, how smart she was, she noticed another change in William.

In the past, he only made a single comment about her cooking. Good, good, good.

As long as it was by her hand, a cup of boiled water was sweeter than any other water.

His evaluation had become objective.

It was indeed a normal William.

"Imperial Castle is still under sweeping and cleaning, and will only be available on the first day of the new year. You will still stay at the hotel with me for the next two days." William said as he sat at the dining table. His tone did not reveal a suggestion, but a request.

"What about the twins?"

Alice asked.

"They're already asleep, so there's no need to bother them."

William said.

"No, I mean when you will have dinner with them. They're looking forward to it." Alice said.

William looked at her, "I've been too busy recently, talk about it later."

"..."

Busy?

Yeah, he's pretty busy.

Alice did not say anything else as she quietly ate her dinner.

At night, when Alice and William got in the car and left, she realised that he had completely turned into a workaholic. He did not forget to flip through documents and call for work when she was sitting in the car.

She sat quietly beside him, like a vase, unable even to say a word.

She turned her eyes to the outside and saw the bright fireworks blooming in the sky. The approaching New Year always made the world look exceptionally jubilant.

"Let's go see the fireworks."

Alice could not help but say.

Her voice was low, lost in the quiet night.

She heard the sound of pages flipping behind her, but it was as if that person did not hear her words. Alice smiled, and did not say anything more.

She looked at the fireworks.

"Stop the car."

Suddenly, William's voice sounded behind her.

The car slowed to a stop.