My Lord, My Billionaire Master

"Do you think it would have been so easy if I hadn't gotten someone to help you and make up the whole thing? If it wasn't for me helping you, William Cullen would have found you sooner or later. " Mary Clyne said, "Rosanna Tiffany, now you want to extort more, I beg of you to think carefully,if you disagree, you have no benefits, and William Cullen will cripple you!"

"Don't worry, I have chip now and he won't waste my chip."

"What chip? Didn't you say that when he was in bed that day, he said that he would kill you when he was being drugged?'

Alice Clyne would not be able to continue listening to them. Her blood and vitality rushed to his head.

Her mind was full of plots, plots, framing.

She finally figured out the whole story.

Three years ago, Mary Clyne had done the whole thing and asked Rosanna Tiffany to trick her onto the boat, drugged her, and let people hurt her.

In the end, Rosanna Tiffany lost her way on the ship's Wealthy World and wanted to catch a big shot. Thus, she climbed onto William Cullen's bed and pushed her out when she found that something was wrong.

Hehe.

Her former college friends and her sister had teamed up to frame her.

So that's how it was.

Three years ago, they had harmed her and caused her to have a bad reputation; three years later, she had even been imprisoned by William Cullen's side the entire time, and had even gone back and forth on the brink of death.

It was all their fault.

"I'm going to the police!"

Alice Clyne rushed to the front of the computer as she spoke, Patrick Miller immediately stood up and placed the cup of water to the side. He extended his hand and grabbed her wrist, arefully think, don't be rash."

"Impulsive?"

Alice Clyne glared at Patrick Miller, and her eyes filled with hatred. She pointed towards the computer at the side and shouted emotionally, "Didn't you hear that they were conspiring to murder me three years ago, and I was infamous in the university because of them. I didn't even graduate from university properly!"

Her life was ruined by them!

They ruined everything for her!

"I know, calm down first." Patrick Miller said, doing his best to calm her down.

"I can't calm down." Alice Clyne shook him off, "If it weren't for them, my life would have been perfect! If it weren't for them, William Cullen wouldn't have mistaken me giving birth to a child of his and keeping me imprisoned by his side. I don't need to live in this huge cage to fly out! Do you know that I almost died in William Cullen's hands?"

she cried, her eyes red with hatred.

I almost died in William Cullen's hands, did you know that?

Patrick Cullen stared at her excited face. "Didn't you follow William Cullen willingly?"

"Of course not! If it wasn't for what happened three years ago, he wouldn't even have come looking for me!" Alice Clyne said excitedly, her eyes staring straight at him in hatred, "I was imprisoned by him. I sought your help before, and you did not help me! You think I'm lying. You don't believe me! None believe me!" she cried out, and her voice almost desperate.

She had been guilty of a crime she should not have been responsible for three years, which she had lost her freedom and dignity, all due to her sister and her good friend.

Patrick Miller thought about the phone call he had received a long time ago.

He would have believed anything she said to this day, but his memories had yet to be restored..."I'm sorry."

Patrick Cullen said softly, his face full of self -blame.

She said that she had almost died at William Cullen's hands but at that time, he did not come out to help her immediately.

If he had recovered his memory earlier, this would not have happened.

Seeing the intense self-blame on his face, Alice Clyne forced herself to calm down a bit, but her emotions were still fluctuating.

Her voice was filled with strength as she said, "You don't have to apologize to me, you don't owe me, and I do not need anyone's apology. I want them to enter the Police station, I want to report this to the police, and I want to make everything they do public!"

She wanted her innocence.

She wanted to make Rosanna and Mary pay the price! She wasn't stupid. She couldn't be fooled by the two of them like this.

Alice Clyne walked towards the computer, preparing to make a backup of all the words they had said. Once again, her hand was grabbed by Patrick Miller. She turned around and Patrick Miller looked at her, and said seriously, "Calm down first, we will discuss this matter later."

Hearing this, Alice Clyne immediately pulled back his hand, and looked at him with distant eyes: "You don't want me to announce it right? You want to help Mary Clyne hide it right?"

""" Patrick Miller looked at her dumbly.

The alienation in her eyes hurt.

Alice Clyne took two steps back and leaned her back against the table with the three screens, staring at him in alert, "You purposely helped me out. Did you want to gather the evidence so that you can destroy it?"

Patrick Miller stood there stiffly, his face turned ashen and grey. A touch of injury flashed past his eyes, and he smirked at himself, "So it turns out that in your eyes, I'm not worth being trusted so much."

His tone was injured.

Alice Clyne felt that her tone was too harsh and couldn't help but to stop. After a while, she said, "It's not a question of whether or not I trust you.

However, she could not swallow this injustice. She had to call the police!

"Can't bear it?" Patrick Miller laughed lightly, and then continued to mock himself, "She kept deceiving me, making miscarriage, and hiding the truth from me to give you such a dirty scheme, shouldn't I?"

"What?"

Alice Clyne looked at him in shock.

Miscarriage?

"You eavesdropped on Mary Clyne for a few days, you should know." Patrick Miller said as he looked at her calmly. There were no fluctuations, as if this matter was not even worth mentioning for him.

Alice Clyne bit her lips and muttered, "I thought she was just not pregnant."

"It's not that she wasn't pregnant. She secretly made miscarriage." Patrick Miller calmly narrated.

Mary Clyne abandoned the child.

How could this be? Could it be that Mary Clyne wanted to compete for the cause of the entertainment circle? There was no reason, because the most important task of entering the Miller Family like the Wealthy Class would naturally be to give birth to an heir, that was a must, and more important than the entertainment circle. Even if she had to work hard and have some spare time, Mary Clyne was not in a hurry.

What exactly was Mary Clyne thinking?

Alice Clyne couldn't understand it, so she raised her eyes to look at Patrick Miller's dejected face, and combined with what happened before, she instantly understood, "So that's how it is, that's why you helped me. You also want to know how many unspeakable things Mary Clyne has done behind her back, right?"

He realized that Mary Clyne had lied to him and suspected Mary Clyne. He was

no longer as fond of her and had started to distrust her, which was why he helped

her.

Patrick Miller looked at her and his lips moved. He wanted to say something but in the end, he did not.

Helping you was just a matter, for no reason at all.

But before he had the chance to say it and had resolved everything, he had to be the original Patrick Miller and look for her again.

Outside the window, the night was dark.

Patrick Miller did not reply, and he only comforted her with a gentle voice, "Now, can you calm down and listen to what I have to say?

"I still have to call the police."

She insisted, other than calling the police, she couldn't think of any other way to take revenge on the two women.noveldrama

Patrick Miller stood in front of her, but seeing that she was still so stubborn, he couldn't help but frown, and said, "You're calling the police right now, your evidence is unknown too, it's eavesdropping. You'll be caught in prison."

"William Cullen will come and protect me."

Alice Clyne said without thinking.

Patrick Miller's face paled even more, and his voice became hoarse, "You just said that you didn't choose to stay by William Cullen's side, but now you really

believe that he would help you."

Alice Clyne stood there, speechless.

The moment she opened her mouth, she was also shocked by herself.

Yeah, didn't she always hate being forcefully tied by William Cullen's side? Didn't she always hate being without freedom and hate

William Cullen?

Was she crazy?

Since when did she have such a strong reliance on William Cullen?

Alice Clyne walked to the side in a daze as she sat down on the chair, her hands

and feet ice-cold.

Patrick Miller stood there, his eyes focused on her ghastly pale face. He seemed

to understand something, and his chest instantly felt as if it was slashed by a

blade.

After a long while, Patrick Miller finally said slowly, "If you go to the Police station right now, let's not talk about whether you will be caught or not. This evidence is not too good to be admitted in court."

Alice Clyne 's long eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes and looked at him, "What do you mean, that even if I take this evidence, I will not be able to kill

Mary Clyne and Rosanna Tiffany?"

So she did all this for nothing?

It was all a waste?

"I won't stop you from taking revenge on them, but you have to be prepared for

that too."Patrick Miller stood in front of her, and looked at her with lowered eyes,"

do you trust me?" do you trust me?

The gentle words were filled with anticipation.

Alice Clyne stared at him blankly, her lips moved for a long time before she

said, "I don't know."

She really didn't know.

If it was the Patrick Miller of her youth, she would brazenly believe him.

He was Mary Clyne's husband. He loved Mary Clyne so much, yet he told her to believe him. She didn't know how to believe him.

"Leave it to me. I'll get to the bottom of this matter within a week and put the

evidence before you." Patrick Miller said gently, "I won't let them get away with this. I'll help you vent your anger."

Alice Clyne stood there in a daze, unable to say a single word.

This, he said for her.

But what was his identity? Mary Clyne's husband.

"If I can't get things done in a week, you can do what you like, do you?" Patrick

Miller asked.

Alice Clyne didn't know what else to say, she bit her lips, and stammered after a

long while: "Why are you helping me, don't you love Mary Clyne anymore? She's your wife."

No matter what, he shouldn't have come to help her.

"We haven't got a license yet. Legally speaking, she's not my wife." Patrick Miller

said.

They haven't received a certificate yet?

Alice Clyne looked at him in shock, "But didn't you love her a lot before? Just

because she hid it from you and made miscarriage, you decided to turn the gun around and help me take revenge on her? "

Was her relationship with Patrick Miller so weak? He wasn't such a person.

Every extremity is a fault? Because he loved Mary Clyne too much, he couldn't stand being lied to?