The Billionaire’s Unexpected Treasure

That night, Grace deliberately designed to let William take Flora home. Flora was reluctant, after all, she still needed to find Grace to settle the matter of the western suburban villa.

But William agreed, and Flora was silent all the way home.

For William she hardly had a trace of good feeling, she sat in the passenger seat with anger in her heart, gazing straight out the window.

Silence all the way, the already small carriage, even the air to freeze up awkwardly.

“So unwilling to ride in the same car with me, ah, climbing up to the gentry is not exactly what you have been thinking about doing, now I am around, you, as long as you can please me, I will naturally agree to be engaged to you.”

William sneered at Flora, Flora’s impression in his mind now can almost be described with the word unbearable.

Flora grunted coldly, she was already too lazy to bother with William’s arrogant behavior.

“Mr Harlot thinks too highly of himself, I wouldn’t care to have anything to do with you even if I were an unscrupulous woman.”

Flora returned the same disdain, for a person who doesn’t know himself at all, what qualification does he have to just insult himself like that.

“Barely…”

Flora almost hit the windshield in front of her because of inertia.

She glared at William with deep anger in her eyes, “What are you doing?”

William heard her angry rebuke and did not react, the corners of his mouth could not help but hook a wicked smile, delicate peach blossom eyes carefully stared at her, he leaned in fiercely, a hand to control Flora between his arms.

“I didn’t expect you to be so strongnatured, it’s okay, I don’t mind at all.”

William said his hands clamped Flora’s jaw, while the surrounding dark scene, so he suddenly felt this scene is so familiar, his body shape jerked, actually uncontrollably embraced towards Flora’s slender waist.

However, before he could touch Flora’s waist, he was pushed back to his original seat by Flora, who could not bear it anymore.

“You’re sick, aren’t you?”

Flora finished angrily and drove directly into the alley, anyway, this place is not far from where she lives, she can run back by herself, as for William kind of selfabsorbed and cynical person, she really don’t want to see for a minute.

William was pushed away by Flora powerlessly lying on the back of the car, he some ridiculous stroked his forehead, he really confused, Flora such a deep woman, how can be the girl.

But where exactly is that person? Why he exhausted all the methods can not find her, he thought can not help but take out the handkerchief from his pocket, from that day onwards he has been carrying this handkerchief on his body.

His delicate peach blossom eyes were seductive, but shone with sadness, and his morethanwomanly fingers gently stroked the three words embroidered on the handkerchief, holding it tightly to his heart once again.

Flora returned home panting, the anger in her heart still could not be dispersed for a long time.

She knew that today she and William were meeting for only the fourth time, but from the second time, he had looked at her with an extremely distasteful gaze, but now that the seemingly dodgy man had been so frivolous to himself, it had refreshed her outlook.

She sat on the sofa wearily, and because she was afraid that Grace would backtrack, she immediately called Grace.

“Hello.” The first thing that happened to her was that she had to call Grace. You didn’t leave him at your place for the night?”

“Grace, that’s enough, what do you take me for? Give me the property of my grandmother’s western suburban villa.”

Flora was so angry that she held the phone ridiculously, Grace’s nasty thoughts could really make her look away.

“I don’t have the villa property, don’t even think about it until you get William for me.” Grace instantly raised her voice, and her sharp voice stung Flora’s eardrums.

Flora had long known that Grace could not possibly own those things, because she knew that the western suburban villa did not exist, and that it was all just a front.

“Is that so? Don’t forget that you want to climb into the Harlot’s Family and now you can only rely on me. If I don’t nod yes, do you think this marriage will work?”

Flora hung up the phone after she finished speaking, she would never get the answer she wanted if she kept fighting a roundabout war with Grace like this.

The only way is to go deeper inside, Flora seems to have a plan and gets up to go back to the bedroom.

Suddenly a figure bursts through the living room door, and Flora tries to dodge in shock, but is instantly grabbed from behind and pinned against the wall.

“Clayton, how did you get in here?”

Flora felt Clayton’s scent, she had clearly locked the gate, and the courtyard was surrounded by a wall more than three meters high. Flora was violently shocked and seemed to have found the answer, she instantly looked at Clayton as if she was looking at a madman.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“What’s wrong? I came to surprise you, did I spoil your good deed?”

Clayton said sneeringly.

Flora did not understand what his words meant, she was overwhelmed by Clayton almost could not breathe, apparently can no longer argue with her what?

“Didn’t you say you weren’t coming today?”

Flora’s breath instantly softened, and it was his own words that he would not come often for a few days.

However, Flora’s softened breath did not make the coldness around Clayton weaken half a bit, but rather intensified.

“The actual fact that you know that I’m not coming is why you’re so reckless to hook up with other men, you really don’t let yourself stay idle for a moment, who is that man? The phone call just now was also with him, right?”

Clayton was furious, and he grabbed Flora’s phone and went to check her phone records.

Flora looked at Clayton’s unreasonable appearance and instantly got angry, and the next second Clayton relaxed her, she immediately pounced and snatched her phone back.

“That’s enough Clayton, I’m not your doll, I have my own privacy too.”

Flora’s gaze was relentless as she looked directly at Clayton.

The air around her was suddenly tightened.

Flora was afraid to back up, Clayton was angry, and his murderous eyes forced Flora straight.

Flora’s heart trembled as she stepped back until the wall behind her blocked her back path to death.

“You actually resisted me for that man? Who do you think you are?” Clayton grabbed Flora’s collar, “A packaged. Adopted lover, you desire to have any privacy in front of me, you say!”

Anger stripped him of all reason, and he snapped Flora’s neck in a fierce rage.

Just now he witnessed the man jump on her, she not only did not immediately push away, but instead acted extremely shy, running wildly all the way to home, even her own car parked next to her, she did not even notice the slightest.

The thought of this, the violent breath again with Clayton as the center, to the entire living room impetuous, Flora only feel her surroundings tumbling rolls of anger.