My Lord, My Billionaire Master

"-Take things?"

Alice Clyne looked at the tray in confusion.

On the tray, there was something wrapped up on a piece of paper. She struggled

to lift the drunk Rosanna Tiffany up with one hand and took the piece of paper with the other.

Her hand felt heavy.

Inside the paper was a piece of ice-cold transparent glass, about the size of her palm, which was also cut into the shape of a heart.

How much does this William Cullen like heartshaped?

Alice Clyne placed the glass on her knees and spread open the paper with her slender fingers. On top of the paper, she saw a word - KISS!

Did this man have to be this position, he was thirsty to think of such a way to kiss her?

Alice Clyne wanted to get the waiters to send it back, but the waiter seemed to see her unwillingness and immediately said, "Mr. Cullen said that we can't take it back, he will personally come to get it."

He will personally come and get it?

How was she supposed to get Rosanna Tiffany drunk?

Would it be a waste to drink for such a long time?

Alice Clyne thought for a while, then lowered her head and picked up the heart - shaped glass, frowning as she smiled, the red lipstick instantly showing off her lips.

"Take it." Alice Clyne was extremely embarrassed. She blushed and placed the heart-shaped glass back into the tray, not daring to look at the two waiters.

Damn William Cullen.

Stinking man!

Kiss Demon!

Abnormal paranoia!

Alice Clyne scolded William Cullen 180 times in her heart, waiting for the waiters to leave before she lifted her head.

Rosanna Tiffany leaned on her, unconscious from her drunkenness, and muttered about the matters of her university days, "I'm not as good as I was in the past. You're the same. Alice Clyne, we have changed, we have changed!"

Alice Clyne listened to Rosanna Tiffany's

muttering and frowned.

She hadn't changed.

She was completely coerced into doing so by coincidence. If not for William Cullen capturing her through misunderstanding, causing the situation to become chaotic, she would still be a normal female Cartoonist.

"Rosanna Tiffany, I have something to ask you." Alice Clyne said while hugging the drunk Rosanna Tiffany.

Rosanna Tiffany was so drunk that she couldn't even open her eyes, "What?"

"Three years ago, the people of Cullen Family found you and asked you a question. Why didn't you tell me anything? And on the cruise ship, I can see that you were shocked, and your eyes were averted when you mentioned three years ago. Now, you're asking me about it all over again. "Alice Clyne embraced her and asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Hide?" Rosanna Tiffany seemed to sober up a little after hearing what she said and sat up straight in her arms. She looked at her with a slightly tipsy look and laughed bitterly, "You are really smart, Alice. "You, you've actually always been very smart." "I want the answer.'

Alice Clyne said in a serious tone.

The light in Rosanna Tiffany's eyes dimmed, and she shook her head as if she had thought of something, "No, I can't say, I can't say."

Seeing her like this, Alice Clyne became even more convinced of her own thoughts. She grabbed onto Rosanna Tiffany's arm, "Are you really hiding this from me?

"I can't say."

"Rosanna Tiffany!" Seeing that, Alice Clyne could not help but become excited, "Do you know how important what happened three years ago was to me? What exactly do you know?"

"Sorry, sorry."

Rosanna Tiffany apologized in pain.

"Sorry? "Why did you say you were sorry, what do you know, and what did you do?" Alice Clyne grabbed her arm tightly.

She grabbed Rosanna Tiffany so hard that she vomited a mouthful of red wine onto the ground. She was in a terrible state as she kept shaking her head, "I can't say it, I really can't say it. Alice Clyne, stop forcing me!"

You don't want to say it?

What happened three years ago?

Why couldn't she tell her and not to force her telling the truth?

A lot of thoughts flashed through Alice Clyne's mind, but she was unable to put together a complete blueprint.

Looking at her painful expression, Alice Clyne did not speak for a long time. She slowly calmed herself down, extended her hand behind her back, and gently patted her back, then asked: "Are you better now?"

Rosanna Tiffany bent down and allowed Alice Clyne to pat her.noveldrama

Suddenly, Rosanna Tiffany raised her head and looked at her with an incredibly red face. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her face had a smile, "Do you remember that back in school, I used to sell beer part-time, my alcohol capacity is shallow, and every time I came back I would get drunk, you accompanied me."

At that time, the person who was the best to her at school was Alice Clyne.

Alice Clyne looked at her teary eyes, her heart aching, "Alright, I won't force you."

Not to mention, at least she was now certain of one thing, that there was something fishy about the cruise from three years ago, even though she still didn't know what it was.

"Alice Clyne." Rosanna Tiffany whispered her

name.

"Yes."

Rosanna Tiffany looked at her, her eyes filled with hesitation, "You ..."

"What are you trying to say?" Alice Clyne asked.

Rosanna Tiffany looked at her drunkenly. Suddenly, she fell towards her and heavily fell into her embrace, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Before Rosanna Tiffany completely passed out from drunkenness, she heard her say in a low voice, "Three years, three years, you have to be careful of your sister..."

Sister.

Her sister, Mary Clyne.

Alice Clyne felt a chill in her body, as if there was a ball of confusion slowly spreading out in front of her.

The cruise ship incident three years ago had actually had something to do with her sister.

Thus, in a remote town, the fact that Rosanna Tiffany and Mary Clyne appeared in her line of sight, made sense.

But, if it was related to Mary Clyne, what exactly was it three years ago?

What role did Rosanna Tiffany play in that

matter?

Was the whole thing a conspiracy? What kind of plot was this?

Alice Clyne laid Rosanna Tiffany down on the sofa and asked her to lie down. She was originally going to ask her about it after she woke up, but William Cullen couldn't wait any longer.

Alice Clyne was unwillingly pulled out of the private club's private room. "Can't you let me and my old classmate chat a little more?"

Staying by William Cullen's side, she had lost all her freedom.

She can't even finish your question.

"No way!"

William Cullen arrogantly pulled her hand and left.

Alice Clyne could only be dragged away by him.

Port of Heaven, A Block, luxurious duplex apartment

The TV in the living room was showing all kinds of boring entertainment news. Alice Clyne was deep in thought while sitting on the sofa with an armrest in her

arms.

Three years ago.

Rosanna Tiffany.

Mary Clyne.

Who had set her up, who had framed her, who had caused her to become like this? These were things that she had to know.

Alice Clyne hugged the bolster tightly and the fragrance of mint drifted over.

She raised her eyes, William Cullen was dressed in his bathrobe and was walking towards her, holding a clean towel to wipe his wet short hair, his black eyes glanced at her, and he asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing." Alice Clyne said.

"Wipe my hair." William Cullen threw the towel to her and sat on the sofa like an emperor, waiting for service.

Alice Clyne had no choice but to throw away the bolster, kneel on the sofa, and use the towel in both hands to wipe his short hair.

As William Cullen sat there, a heart-shaped glass suddenly appeared on his slender hand, which still reflected her lips. As William Cullen tossed the glass in

his hand, the corner of his mouth hooked up, "Can you give me a sexy kiss next

time?

He still wants to be sexy? How much more did he want to her lips?

Alice Clyne was deeply speechless, she wiped his hair forcefully and suddenly

said, "William Cullen."

"Hmm?"

William Cullen replied lazily. He leaned on her and enjoyed the softness of her body, as if he was leaning on cotton.

"What would you think if I told you that there was still room for investigation about that I drugged you three years ago?" Alice Clyne asked tentatively.

If William Cullen was interested in this, he would be more than willing to check it

out.

He had a lot of power, and if she gave him a little clue, he would be able to find

out everything.

"What do I think?"

William Cullen handsome put away the glass he had thrown down, and turned to look at her, his expression suddenly turning cold, his black eyes dark and sinister, "What, gathered with an old classmate and come up with some ridiculous evidence? "You feel that you can cut off our relationship again?"

Had she spent her days studying how to distance herself from him, how to leave

him?

Daniel Frank walked by the side while dressed in an exotic attire, holding a bottle of cut flowers.

William Cullen shot him a glance, and coldly said, "Daniel Frank, send that old classmate of Alice Clyne to the Pacific Ocean for me, don't let them meet again."

"Yes, young master." Daniel Frank nodded.

"William Cullen!"

Alice Clyne looked at him in shock. What was he doing?

"You won't have much to do if you don't see her!" William Cullen glared at her coldly and pointed to his wet hair. "Continue to wipe it."

"I'm not nosy." Alice Clyne kneeled in front of him, and said anxiously, "I truly feel

that there is a problem here, William Cullen, could it be that you are not curious about the truth?"

"The truth is that three years ago, you drugged me and got into my bed. Three years later, I caught you and then I fell for you!"

William Cullen finished everything in a few sentences.

"Then what if I didn't drug it three years ago? Aren't you curious about the person

who drugged the medicine? " Alice Clyne wanted to arouse his interest and lead him to investigate.

"I don't want to." William Cullen was resolute and decisive.

"Why?"

William Cullen reached out to pinch her chin, and his black eyes looked deeply

into hers as he said in a deep voice, "I'm interested in you right now! Do you understand? I won't pursue the matter from three years ago!"

"Taking a step back, the person who drugged me three years ago was really not

you. So what?! I have slept with plenty of women?" William Cullen said tyrannically, "The important thing is, I don't want to see you looking like you want to cut off all ties with me anymore!"

That made him deeply unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

Alice Clyne stared at him blankly without uttering a word for a long time.

To William Cullen, the truth from three years ago was not that important. He did

not care about her innocence;

She was the only one who cared about the truth three years ago.

Because that thing had caused her lost innocence and freedom. "Wiping my hair."

William Cullen continued to command her.

Alice Clyne could only grab a towel and once again wipe his short-wet hair.

Clenching her teeth, she sank into deep thought.

No.

If William Cullen didn't investigate, she would investigate all by himself.

Now, with the matter of three years ago involving Mary Clyne as well, she faintly

felt that the entire matter was likely to be a conspiracy against her.