My Lord, My Billionaire Master

He was not a nosy man.

Patrick looked at her deeply.

Because her heart was wavering on William, he was afraid that she would not be able to take back her heart.

He wanted her to take the initiative and leave William.

"Because I want to help you." Patrick stood up from the bench and stared deeply at her, "Because I don't want you to continue staying by that man's side."

His voice was gentle, but each word was firm and stubborn.

Alice looked at him in shock, unable to react for a long time.

The light in his eyes was hard for her to understand.

A breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers wafted in the air. The two of them stood face to face with each other as their minds drifted about the matter.

Patrick stared at her, his gaze landing on a strand of hair on the side of her face, as he extended his hand to help her organize it.

Alice took a cautious step back.

His hand froze in the air, along with his heart. He could not go up, he could not go down, and it was hung up there.

"You shouldn't have said that."

Alice glanced at him, then turned and left. Her arm was grasped by Patrick from behind.

She turned her head in shock.

Patrick looked at her deeply, "There are something that I don't want to say so soon, but I'm afraid that if I don't, I won't have the chance to say them in this lifetime."

I'm afraid that if I don't, I won't have a chance to say it in this lifetime.

He actually said such a thing.

Alice looked at him in a daze, completely forgetting to struggle.

"I know, you think that my current identity is still Mary's husband, so I'm not suitable to talk about this with you. What if I'm not?" Patrick stared at her and asked.

"What?"

Alice was shocked.

"I ..." Patrick was about to continue speaking, but his phone suddenly vibrated. He still held onto her arm with one hand and picked up the phone with the other, "Hello?"

Immediately, Patrick heard something, and his face sank.

"Did you find out who was the one behind the scenes?" Patrick asked coldly, his expression serious.

The mastermind?

What is that?

Patrick was quietly listening from the side. After listening for a while, his lips suddenly parted as he laughed, "I think I know who is attacking from behind. Let my father-in-law handle this matter."

Father-in-law, her foster father?

After Patrick hung up the phone, she could not help but ask: "What happened?"

Patrick glanced at her, the glint in his eyes deepened slightly, then said in detail, "These few days, the Miller's stock market was maliciously attacked, and some secret information inside was leaked by the employees. If I were to say that it should be William's doing, would you believe me?"

He observed her expression, wanting to know just how high of a position William had in her heart.

William's dirty hands?

Alice suddenly thought what William had said. Because of the matter of the relationship between father and son being broken, William was extremely disgusted with her family.

"Do you believe that?" Patrick asked.

"He wants to help me vent my anger." Alice immediately asked. She did not have any intention to blame William, and only asked, "Can you deal with it?"

Patrick did not think that she would have such an answer.

He thought that she at most did not believe what he said and only believed William. He didn't think that she would directly define William's actions as venting her anger.

Patrick laughed bitterly, "Is William that important to you?"

"Can you handle it?"

Alice asked.

"Yes." Patrick laughed bitterly, "Originally, I was still thinking when this show would end, but William intervened in, just allow me to end this scene in time." "What?" Alice looked at him in confusion.

"Very soon, you will know." Patrick stared deeply at her, and his voice carried a trace of bitterness, "Very soon, it will definitely be very soon."

Patrick seemed to have said the last sentence to himself.

Alice couldn't get an answer from him, so she took a step back and said, "You seem to have a lot of things to do, don't worry about me, I'll settle my own matters by myself."

With that, Alice turned and left.

The moment she turned around, Patrick's voice rang out, "Rosanna is in my

hands. If you have any next steps, you should inform me first."

Alice left without looking back.

Patrick stood there, and the wind making his clothes flutter, as he looked at Alice's back.

Why did he think it was too late?

He could change back into the Patrick of the past, but what about her? Is she still the Alice of the past?

Day after day, different stories played out in the bustling city.

Alice sat in the taxi, opening up the car window to let the wind blow. She rested

one hand on the window to watch the scenery outside, watching the people and buildings along the road retreat.

The wind was warm on her face, irritably warm.

Her phone vibrated.

Alice picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"It's me." William's magnetic and lazy voice sounded out beside her ear, speaking

in a lazy tone.

"Yeah, I know."

Alice said indifferently, and her tone was low.

Hearing that, William immediately said unhappily, "Hey, why are you so calm. Do you know I've had to wait until now to call you? It's been ten hours! Am I giving you enough freedom this time?"

He sounded like he should be praised.

It was as if he'd done something extraordinary, not just make a phone call.

Alice didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "William, this is a normal way of comMillernication."

No one would stay on the phone forever.

"You mean I'm not normal?"

William's tone suddenly sank.

"How would I dare?" Hearing his displeasure, Alice lightly changed the topic.

Abnormal.

It would be abnormal if he did not know that he had a child with a congenital heart disease living with Rosanna.

William did not continue researching on this topic with her and asked her tyrannically, "Where is my present? Have you chosen present? Didn't you go out early in the morning?"

It seemed that he had been informed of her movements from the maid before he made the call.

How Millerch he didn't believe her, how suspicious a man was of him.

Gift.

She had really forgotten. After knowing such a shocking truth today, how could she have the mood to choose a present?

Seeing her silence, William became even more dissatisfied, and shouted at her from the phone, "It's not like you have a choice, right? Aren't you just going out every day to pick out a present for me?"

Alice pressed on her forehead with a headache, 'Tm only choosing right now."

"Then hurry up and choose, go!" William said, 'Tm warning you, if it's those kinds

of gifts, when I come back, I'll definitely hit your butt until it's blooming!"

"..." Alice was speechless, "What kind of gift do you want?"

"The special, the diligent, the only one in the world!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the other side, urging him to leave. William responded impatiently, and then said to her, "I want to go to a banquet, pick out a present first."

The voice urging him was a very pleasant female voice.

Alice was startled, but she did not think too Millerch about it, "I understand."

"Don't hang up."

Alice looked outside and saw a jewelry shop. She called for the driver to stop,

"Driver, I will get off here."

Rich people like jewelry.

Buying a collar for William to wear didn't embarrassing him.

Alice got off the car and put the phone back into her bag. She switched to a

Bluetooth earpiece and put it on her ear. Once she put it on, her ears were so

hurt.

She was now wearing earphones that showed pain sensitivity.

It hurt the moment she touched it.

Alice caressed her ears and walked into the huge jewelry shop. Once inside, the

employee brought her to the counter and introduced in detail.

"Miss, what do you want to see?" the shop assistant asked.

"I'd like one of those diamond studs, do you have that?" Alice asked.

The glass cabinet was a gem of jewels.

"Yes, it's over here." The employee took out a box with a collar clip, glanced at the heart-shaped diamond ring on her hand, and smiled, "Miss, do you want to buy a

tie clip to give to your husband?"

Husband?

How could this be? To her, William was not even considered her boyfriend.

Alice smiled and did not speak. The staff showed her every one of the badges and

introduced them to her. She listened attentively.

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard

"Please, I have a drawer of this kind of stuff, is there any new?"

Hearing that arrogant and seductive voice, Alice stood up from the cabinet, walked to the side of the pillar and looked.

She saw that Amanda was sitting at a counter that was at a right angle to her side. She wore a famous brand on her body, while a few cone -faced women

with over-plastic surgery surrounded her. A group of people were picking out jewelry.

Meanwhile, Amanda stood at the center of the arena, her chin raised even higher than the others.

Amanda, one of William's women.

Alice stood there in a daze. She had lived with William in the Port of Heaven for a long time, but she had actually forgotten that he still had a group of lovers. Amanda had succeeded in making Alice remember.

"That's right, do you know how Millerch Miss. Johnson worth, and why did you use

these diamonds to flirt with her?" The conefaced women beside Amanda shot at the salesmen.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll bring out the best jewelry in our shop."

The shop assistant apologized again and again and then went to open the cabinet

to get the jewelry.

"Amanda, I saw on the news that your man went to England." The women began to talk at the jewelry counter.

Amanda sat in the middle and raised her hand to look at the ring, saying, "I know that Mr.Cullen has always been very busy. It's normal for him to fly around." "Really? That little girl, who was beside one of the bosses. She heard..." her expression changed to one of hesitation.

"Hear what?"noveldrama

Amanda's expression turned ugly.

"I heard that Mr.Cullen is going to England to meet with Marriage Object. Cullen

has already decided on the few young mistresses from the Wealthy Families." "If Mr.Cullen gets married, you...'

"So what?" Amanda took off the ring on her finger, her face filled with rage. "You

also know that this is a marriage, a woman who was forced to marry for benefits and fame. To win the Mr.Cullen's favor or to see me."

"Yes, Amanda is the most favored woman with Mr.Cullen, she will not lose her favour." "Of course."