My Lord, My Billionaire Master

She was like a spring that was being pulled tighter by William Cullen bit by bit until she could no longer have patience.

Alice Clyne's feet stepped on the soft sofa, her face was flushed with alcohol, her eyes filled with an absolute determination to risk it all.

She wasn't going to serve him anymore, so no matter what, he had to come back and kill her.

She had suffered enough of his suspicious personality. In front of him, not to mention her freedom, even her most basic personality was almost gone.

Time passed minute by minute.

William Cullen's voice did not come out from the phone.

Alice Clyne thought that he should be packing his bag and preparing to fly back to kill her immediately.

Just as she was about to hang up the phone with one hand, she suddenly heard William Cullen's muffled voice, "There's only you.I believe you.

His voice was very low, very uneasy, and he seemed to have lost some of his confidence.

He sounded like a child who had been reprimanded, and his tone was somewhat ignorant.

"You've been pressing me, and I'm not your prisoner." Alice Clyne said angrily, "Why should I be responsible for your suspicious? Why!"

"You're my woman, can't I ask?"

William Cullen said gloomily, and his tone was even weaker than before. There was even a hint of grievance, it was completely inaudible.

Alice Clyne didn't think that he would have such a reaction, and was also dumbfounded.

Was he being scolded stupid?

"Drink juice and take a bath." William Cullen said from the other side, and added, "Open the bathroom door, and let the maid know when you take a bath, don't get drunk and fall asleep."

How could he let her bathe when she yelled like that? He worried that she'd be drunk enough to sleep in the bathroom?

"take a bath, I'm going to eat something, I'm already hungry for two more meals." After William Cullen finished speaking, he turned off the microphone and continued to talk.

Alice Clyne stood on the sofa and looked at the phone in her hand in disbelief.

So this matter had passed just like that?

She had scolded him like this, and he had let things go?

It turned out that in their relationship, she could also express her opinion. No, that's not right, when did William Cullen care about her opinion?

Alice Clyne sat down on the sofa, holding her phone, she thought about it over and over again.

In the end, she came to the conclusion that William Cullen was that kind of guy.

Usually, he was always arrogant and prideful, and was used to getting angry at everyone. No one had ever dared to quarrel with him, so no one noticed his M attribute.

In fact, as long as she could shout even louder, fiercer, and more barbaric than before, William Cullen would immediately d become as weak as a little child. So it was like this.

Alice Clyne felt that she had discovered an incredible secret.

She thought she knew how to deal with William Cullen if he was forced into a corner in the future.

After being yelled at by her, William Cullen settled down throughout the entire night, and was no longer able to speak so forcefully, although she was still not allowed to hang up.

After she finished bathing, Alice Clyne stood in her study room and copied down the contents of the secret conversation between Mary Clyne and Rosanna Tiffany to her USB.

"Then when are you going to choose a gift?" William Cullen's voice sounded beside her ears.

Alice Clyne realized that as long as William Cullen's tone was not overbearing, there would be a feeling of being wronged and weak. It was a huge contrast.

She was having a hard time getting used to it.

"Tomorrow, I'll choose one before you come back."

Alice Clyne said.

"Oh." William Cullen paused for a while before asking again, "Then what are you doing now?" "Thinking."

Alice Clyne said as she held up the small USB in her hand.

She did not want to rely on anyone anymore. She wanted to settle this issue by herself, but just as Patrick Miller had said, if she directly reported this to the police, she herself would be arrested.

But other than calling the police, she could not think of any other way to take revenge on Mary Clyne and Rosanna Tiffany.

"What are you thinking about?"William Cullen asked her.

"I'm thinking ..." Alice Clyne stared at the USB in her hand, bit her lips and said, "William Cullen, if something happens to me, such as going to jail, will you protect me to come out?"

"Who do you want to kill?" William Cullen gave her a simple and crude answer, "Why do you have to kill people yourself? I'll help you contact the professional assassins.

II

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Alice Clyne was embarrassed, when did she say that she wanted to kill someone?

"You don't like that sister of yours?" William Cullen could guess what she was thinking.

"No, I was just imagining things."

Alice Clyne didn't want to continue. She knew that William Cullen could do what she said, if he really got a professional killer to kill off all of her family members, it would be too scary.

"You are eating and dressing beside me right now, what do you want to do with your family? And there's a better way to deal with people who want you to die."

On the British side, William Cullen thought that she had some grudges against her family. Hence, he walked to the computer and opened the screen.

Then, send "action".

Since she was in such a hurry, he would help her.

"I was not going to deal with the family." Alice Clyne said.

The family didn't want her at that time, but the adoptive parents raised her, so she couldn't take revenge.

But since Mary Clyne told her about the situation three years ago, she couldn't just let it go like this.

"Enough.It's almost time. Move the notebook or tablet onto the bed, we can start watching movies now."

In the evening, whenever he had nothing to do, he would drag her along to the movies.

She had to look even if she didn't want to.

It was all robotic science fiction, and he thought she liked it.

Alice Clyne was helpless, but just as she was about to reject, William Cullen said,

"I got someone to find a robot movie, don't you like it? Hurry up, I have things to

do later."

Not even one night later, William Cullen's overbearing tone returned.

"Then after the movie tonight, can I hang up and go to sleep?" She couldn't stand

to keep the conversation going.

If this carried on, she would really be driven mad.

William Cullen thought for a moment and agreed, "Yes, but only today."

"Alright."

Alice Clyne could only obey. She could have a night of peace and quiet to free her

ears.

The next morning, Alice Clyne woke up and went into the bathroom to wash up. Should he use it to call the police?

Even if she called the police, with Mary Clyne's current status of Mu family, she didn't know how much she would regret it. Maybe she should borrow William Cullen's power.

If she directly asked William Cullen for help, she was sure that William Cullen would ask her again suspiciously.

To find Daniel Frank, the almighty butler.

Alice Clyne made up her mind. She packed her bag as she walked out, but her phone suddenly rang.

Thinking about that kiss in the alley, Alice Clyne frowned, then directly hung up and walked out.

Patrick Miller's phone calls came in one after another.

Just as Alice Clyne was about to turn off her phone, she received a text from

Patrick Miller.

[don't do anything rash. Trust me this once, okay? I'll help you deal with it.]

He helped?

His help was just to flirt, and continue to flirt with Mary Clyne.

Alice Clyne didn't understand what Patrick Miller was thinking. Actually, if he didn't

help her, she could understand and wouldn't blame him. In any case, she was already used to his coldness.

But when he said he was going to help her, he didn't do anything. He just made her wait, and then he played tricks on her.

She ignored the text message and changed her shoes in the hall with her bag. Another message came in, this time with a picture.

The photo was obviously taken secretly and was somewhat blurry.

In a certain room, Rosanna Tiffany was sitting on the ground and playing with a

young child. The picture was very blurry, but the two of them seemed to be having

fun together.

What was this?

Alice Clyne looked at the picture in puzzle.

After a while, Patrick Miller's text came back.

"This child was 3 years old this year, he is a child that Rosanna Miller secretly

adopted."

So why Rosanna Tiffany adopted a child?

Alice Clyne frowned, and she was changing into some shoes and was preparing to

leave, but suddenly a thought struck her mind, causing her to be stunned, and

she immediately went to see the text message on her phone.

The child was three years old.

Three years ago, Rosanna Tiffany drugged William Cullen and slept with him.

"Pa-

The phone slipped out of Alice Clyne's hands and fell hard onto the ground.

Alice Clyne's face was pale white, she stared at the phone on the ground in

shock, and did not recover from her shock for a long time.

Child, 3 years old, on a cruise ship three years ago.

'Could it be ...'

How was this possible?

The phone began to vibrate on the ground, with a long string of ringtones, causing

Alice Clyne to regain her senses and pick up the phone from the ground.noveldrama

It was still Patrick Miller's call.

This time, she picked it up decisively.

"Patrick Miller, what do you mean?" Alice Clyne asked.

"You finally answered the phone."Patrick Miller heaved a sigh of relief, and said,

"I've investigated it, Rosanna Tiffany is a person who likes to package herself as a pure person, but in reality, she is extremely loyal to herself. From her conversation

with Mary Clyne, I found out that she was also doing things for Mary Clyne to frame you for money."

"What are you trying to say?" Alice Clyne knew his meaning.

Patrick Miller paused, "Do you think she would be so kind as to adopt a child like

this?"

Alice Clyne stood in front of the shoe shelf, listening to Patrick Miller's words.She stood there, and stunned.

So, three years ago, Rosanna Tiffany had not only left her with this mess, but also

had also left her a baby, a baby that belonged to William Cullen.

William Cullen had a child?

Alice Clyne's face did not reveal any expression, and her mind filled with only one

thing

William Cullen had a child, William Cullen actually had a child.

How was this possible?

How was this possible?

"Alice Clyne? " Patrick Miller called her softly on the phone.

"Is the information you received accurate?" When Alice Clyne asked this, she

realized that her every word had become stiff.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

It was none of her business. Why was she so shocked by this news? Why was it

so hard to accept?