My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 853

Kathy ran all the way over here. Her long, soft hair had been braided into a complicated pattern as she swung one of her braids, making her look exceptionally lively and adorable.

"My letter?"

Alice was stunned.

"That's right. Frank has just organized the letters, and this is for you." Kathy took out a thick stack of letters and handed it over to Alice, panting from running.

"Are you Frank's assistant?"

Alice laughed and asked, wiping the perspiration off her face.

"Right, did I do well?" Kathy had an expression of asking for praise, and her eyes opened wide like a cute little kitten.

"Great, you know how to help, of course you are great."

Alice praised her as she placed the cup on the side and accepted the letter. She flipped through a few letters that were sent to her by her good friends Anna, were letters from fans, as well as a few announcements on events that were being attended, to see if she had time.

She was already so fat. It was better not to expose herself, or else she would be taken photos of a few more double chins.

Alice spread out the fans letter and the activity notification on both sides, preparing to read the fan letter thoroughly and then save it. After passing the letter to each other, Alice suddenly saw a very unique letter.

The paper was gray, with a faint reflection of some splendid building in the background, and a distinctive stamp in English from St. John's College.

Nowadays, people only send their bills by courier. This fan of her was very retro, and he even sent her a letter.

Alice could not help but look at it a few more times, and smiled slightly, staring at the words on it. The Chinese characters were very stiff, as if it was written by a primary school student.

Then her smile froze on her lips.

Because the receiver on it was William, not her.

It was a letter of William, who still needed to send a letter to William this old-fashioned way? Alice waved the letter in her hand, and said to Kathy: "Little assistant, you are mistaken, this is for your father. Take it and give it to Daniel Frank."

Let William split it himself.

Kathy stood at the side and gulped down a few mouthfuls of the cup that Alice had drunk before. Hearing her words, she opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner, "Ah, I still need to run? I'm so tired."

"But you are a assistant"

Alice ridiculed her.

"Oh, Mom, just open it up for Dad." Kathy pushed the letter back to Alice. She really didn't want to run around anymore.

She had helped deliver letters many times, from her servants and bodyguards.

"How can that be? Letters cannot be opened in private. This is the privacy of others."

Alice taught Kathy principles.

However, Kathy looked at her as if she was looking at a pedant, and snatched the letter from her hands and ripped it open, then deliberately pretended to be mature, "Mom, you can't do this, and William is your husband, and your husband cannot have any privacy in front of you, and if you like that and your husband will just run away with others."

This tone...

"Don't!"

Following a clear ripping sound, Alice could only watch as Kathy tore apart the letter. She couldn't help but say, "Didn't I already forbid you to watch those TV dramas? Where did you learn these words? "

Of the two children, one was pretending to be mature coldly while the other was pretending to be mature. Why couldn't them just be ordinary children?

"Is there even a need to learn? We girls should all know. " Kathy took out the letter and gave it to her. She patted her with her small hands and said with a long and sincere voice, "Mom, I'm a child who understand all these principles, and why don't you understand? You must really learn from it!"

Alice looked at her daughter speechlessly, and when she saw the letter that Kathy had stuffed over, she could only open it.

It was even a written letter.

This person who sent the letter was really retro.

Alice opened the letter and looked at it. The content inside was written in English, and the person who sent the letter was obviously much more proficient in writing English than Chinese.

But before Alice even had the chance to appreciate her handwritten skill, and the smile on her face froze.

If she was in a good mood just now, then right now, she was in a terrible mood!

[Senior William:

Hey, take the liberty of writing to you, remember me? I am Jeanne, your junior sister at St. John's Elementary School. Back then, you said that I was the most good-looking in the school, I remembered that saying for a long time.

All these years I have been following your news in silence, knowing that you are now very successful, really happy for you. Sometimes, I wonder if such an outstanding man is really the senior that accompanied me to study every day at that time. It was like a beautiful dream.

After floating abroad for so many years, I have returned to my home in San Francisco. Senior, is it convenient for me to meet you? I have preserved all the books you lent me back then. Although you may not want them, I still want to return them to you personally.

Junior sister: Jeanne.]

With a short letter, Alice quickly caught on to a few important points.

A junior sister who was praised beautifully by William.

This was the junior sister who was accompanied by William for their studies.

and also, the junior sister who was sent books by William.

This junior sister had also signed all sorts of ways to contact her, the phone number, mailbox, and Facebook were all available to her. Alice stared at the letter, feeling a wave of bitterness surging out.

What was going on?

Why did she think this letter was full of ambiguity? It was something that William had praised, it was something that William had praised.

Alice puffed up her face, looking angry.

William had a paranoid personality disorder, so there was some difference between his sense of aesthetics and a normal person's. For example, to her, she was actually not that bad looking, and wasn't that beautiful. But William thought that she was beautiful beyond compare, and she felt embarrassed listening to his praises sometimes.

Therefore, although a person who could be praised by William might not necessarily be beautiful, but she would definitely be special to him.

Alice said lightly, but she could not help but stare at him with hidden bitterness. Thinking about it, ever since she met him, she had never heard him praise a woman other than her.

There was really no way for her to mind.

"What kind of expression is that?" William frowned, and he turned her around and pressed his to the edge of the table, he pressed both of his hands on her sides and stared at her closely, "What's going on, what happened today?"

"Nope."

Alice shook her head.

"Twins?"

"Nope."

"You vomit again?"

"Nope."

"You miss too much about me?"

"Nope."

Alice shook her head habitually, then went over and bit her lips, saying unhappily, "Why are you shaking your head so quickly? "

II II

Alice looked at him speechlessly.

"Nodding!" Otherwise, there's no need to eat dinner. Let's go back to our room and eat

you!"

William stuck close to her lips and spoke with a hoarse and sexy voice. He lifted his hand from the table and grabbed her arm with his long fingers, climbing upwards.

"William, I have a few questions to ask you." Alice said gloomily, she extended her hand to push at William's chest, increasing the distance between the two of them.

She couldn't speak properly with such close proximity.

"Go ahead."

William stuck close again, biting her ear with his teeth.

"Isn't it true that the Cullen Family invites teachers to teach you? You didn't go to a school where you shared a room with others, did you? " Alice asked.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

William frowned.

"I just want to ask."

Alice said as she stared at him unblinkingly. William stuck close to her face and said, "That's right, but I also went to school to learn before. My brother also went to Italy to study, if I didn't study at school, how would I have been able to see my brother in school uniform at that time?"