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My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 881

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What Happens in Chapter 881 – From the Book My Lord, My Billionaire Master

Dive into Chapter 881, a pivotal chapter in My Lord, My Billionaire Master, written by Karen. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.

That was the place where she made people temporarily imprison Bella.

Alice sat there with her lips tightly pursed. She pushed open the door and walked over, the bodyguards were all startled when they saw her, "Miss Alice, Mr. William has ordered for us to send this woman to police station."

It was exactly as William had instructed.

"Mm, I'll go in and take a look." Alice said.

"Alright."

The bodyguards lowered their heads.

Alice walked inside, and in the living room, Bella was tied up on a chair with both of her hands behind her back. Her clothes had quite a few streaks of blood on it, and her long hair was loose. One could not read her expression because of her lowered head. Her face was pale from being severely injured.

This was Alice's revenge. She was unwilling to treat the person who had harmed William, and she allowed Bella to be kept under house arrest like this.

Alice walked towards Bella. Bella kept her head down the entire time, but suddenly, as if she had sensed something, she raised her head and looked at her.

"This is William's arrangement."

Alice said lightly.

"Are you trying to brag to me?" Bella sneered, "Did he think by doing this, you will be able to get a good pregnancy? Well, he treats you really well."

"You seem to want me to misunderstand something."

Alice supported her waist, pulled over a chair to sit down, and looked at her calmly.

Hearing that, Bella lowered her eyes, making it difficult for others to know what she was thinking. After a long while, Bella suddenly spoke, "At that time in St. John, senior rarely bothered with others, I think I was the only one among all the students he cared about. It was his first time complimenting my good looks in front of many people, and at that time I was very excited, and there was even a kind of unspeakable vanity."

Alice listened coldly. She had to admit that she was feeling a little uncomfortable.

Her man had praised someone else's wife before. Although it didn't matter, she still felt a bit uncomfortable.

"A man like him is extremely intelligent and he has a powerful background, and he is a maverick. He's like a ray of sunlight that suddenly appears in the dark night. It's impossible for people to ignore him, especially when he's praising you, you seem to float up in the air." Bella said.

"There is no sunlight in the dark night."

Alice interrupted her words coldly.

"It's just a metaphor." Bella looked up at her with some ridicule in her eyes, "What, are you unhappy? Jealous? Actually, when you married senior, you should have already known this. How could such a proud and aloof man stand alone for you? Even if he had this kind of thought, there are too many temptations around him. Sooner or later he would fall into a pit."

Alice sat in front of her and listened quietly and sneered coldly, "William is not an ordinary man."

Yes.

He was not an ordinary man.

He was a prodigy standing amidst all the living beings.

"He has paranoid personality disorder. I know that, so what? Didn't he fall for my trick this time?" Bella looked at her and said word by word, "To be able to make love with senior, I have fulfilled my dream in these years, I will die with no regrets."

It was the first time for Alice to see someone saying such shameless words righteously.

"You seem to want me to believe that you had sex."

Alice said.

"If the Madam President is willing to deceive herself and think that I do not have anything to do with senior, then I will not say anything else." Bella smiled as she looked at her, and then she suddenly said, "That's right, when faced with this matter, you should only turn a blind eye. Only then would you be able to live a peaceful life."

Hearing that, Alice lowered her eyes and was lost in thought. She kept feeling that something was wrong.

The sunlight from outside the window shone on the trees, casting a heavy shadow.

Time ticked by in silence.

Alice looked at her. A bodyguard walked in from outside and looked at Alice with an inquiring expression.

They were in a hurry to report everything to William.

Alice looked at Bella's pale face. "Honestly speaking, I don't really feel that you like William. It's as if you came here just to disgust me."

With that, Alice clearly saw Bella's eyelashes tremble.

II II

Alice was shocked, did she guess it right?

Two more bodyguards walked in. Alice had nothing else to say to Bella, she stood up and said, "Take her away."

She couldn't forgive Bella, she should learn to be ruthless, right?

"Yes, Miss Alice."

The two bodyguards stepped forward to untie Bella, and then took her away, saying, "Then Miss Alice, we will send her to police station now."

These words were said for Alice.

Alice nodded, and turned to look at Bella. This glance made her shocked. As if Bella knew that she wouldn't be sent to the police station, and with a face full of loneliness and despair, she didn't have the slightest hint of provocation, only void was left.

An endless void.

Bella didn't even struggle as she was just dragged out. Alice followed and watched her resigned as she walked step by step.

The sun was setting.

Then, Alice saw Bella cry.

She cried.

Tears rolled down Bella's face.

Alice stood there and watched. She didn't know why, but she felt that she cried not because Bella knew that she was going to die, but because of something else...

She had this strange intuition.

William looked at the bouquet in front of him, his slender finger flicked on the petals, and he swept his gaze across her, "Alice, what are you going to do, if not sending Bella to police station?"

She had already known.

"I think she still has something important to say." Alice said honestly.

"What do you mean?"

William asked.

Alice stood by his sickbed, opened the lid of the insulating box, and took out soup while saying, "Bella's way of doing things is very strange and direct, I feel that anyone would consider themselves when doing something, even Mona still knows to kidnap Holy to protect her life though hating you to the very end, but Bella acted as though she did not care about herself at all."

William leaned against the headboard and sat down. He was deep in thought, his long fingers stroked the petals, and he opened his mouth. "Continue."

"That's why I feel that there's something wrong with her. Maybe she has some sort of secret, or maybe that secret is extremely important to us. That's why I wanted to lock her up first and wasn't in a hurry to deal with her."

Alice said as she turned around with the bowl in her hands. Looking at William's black eyes, she saw him looking at her with no surprise in his eyes.

Their eyes met.

Alice immediately understood, "Did you guess it long ago?"

"How can I be your man if my IQ is lower than yours?"

William tore a petal of the flower and placed it on his nose to smell it. Hmm, there was Alice's scent.

Alice was exasperated, "There's no need to demean me if you want to boast, right?"

"It's not demeaning."

"Isn't that called demeaning?" Alice said gloomily.

William held the petal and smelled it for a while, the color of the petal made his face not look so bad anymore, he looked at her and said, "My IQ 251, you are just a little less than me, but you are already better than many people, so of course you aren't demeaned."

Less?

Doesn't that mean...

250? The number for idiots?

"Screw your 250!" Alice picked up the bowl angrily and pretended to pour it into the dustbin.

"I was wrong!"

William immediately sat up from the bed, reaching his hands out to her, there was a rose on his palm.

Alice looked at him speechlessly. He was really willing to do anything for food.

"Give it to me!"

William's face became serious, afraid that she would really pour out the soup.

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