Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 73

Chapter 73 Who Did This Wicked Thing?

Samara immediately became clear–headed. “Who said that?”

She got up and pulled open the curtains. The sky was still dim and only had a touch of light orange.

Samara squinted slightly, grabbed the sweater jacket on the side, put it on, and entered the bathroom in a pair of soft wool slippers, turning on the speaker.

“A lot of Line group chats are sharing photos of you and Mr. Novak holding hands at dinner last night. We met Gloria and Serena yesterday. It was either Gloria or Serena.”

Samara was brushing her teeth and did not have time to respond. She only mumbled okay.

Gisselle was just watching the show. She did not expect to gossip about such a funny thing early in the morning.

The screenshots were sent by Thalia. Gisselle and Thalia were both crazy with laughter. The person who spread the news was hilarious. Samara was her father’s mistress?

“Do you want me to have it looked into?

“Actually, it is not difficult to find the rumormonger. Anyway, I have the screenshots. I will ask around and find out who it is with Thalia.”

Samara gargled and washed her face with warm water. Then she picked up her phone and said, “Do you want to help me, or do you want to know yourself?”

Gisselle smiled, “I can both help you and satisfy my curiosity. It is a win–win.”

Samara snorted, “No need.”

In any case, it wouldn’t be long before the rumormonger exposed herself.

Hearing Samara’s words, Gisselle was a little disappointed. “You really don’t need this?”

“Don’t you have anything else to do, Gisselle?”

Samara asked and threw her phone on the bed. Then she sat before the dressing table and began to take care of her

skin.

Gisselle could tell Samara was annoyed. Gisselle said in a weak voice, “I’m not free. I’m also busy. Ah, it’s half past seven. I won’t disturb you at work.”

After that, Gisselle hung up the phone.

Samara smiled, picked up her phone, and went out to cook breakfast.

The rumor of Samara being a “mistress” was secretly spreading, but everyone who should know knew.

When Kadin came to visit, Rogelio looked at Samara differently. Rogelio wasn’t hostile anymore and kept praising

Samara.

Kadin thought Rogelio knew Samara was his daughter. Just as Kadin was wondering, when it was lunchtime, his secretary suddenly called him to tell him that Mary knew he had a mistress.

Kadin felt wronged. He just had dinner with his daughter and goddaughter. Last night, Samara had sent him back to

the hotel. Kadin was in his fifties and didn’t have the energy to fool around in the middle of the night.

Samara found out her mother knew about the rumor after receiving her call. Samara raised her hand to rub her

temples and concisely explained things to Mary for Kadin. Mary became even angrier. “Who is so wicked! Find this

guy

for me. I will teach him a lesson!”

Mary hung up the phone in extreme anger. Samara did not even have time to say anything.

Kadin’s face turned sour after he heard the whole story. “Are you saying someone is spreading rumors that you are my mistress?”

Those words sounded wrong but were spreading. Samara was a little embarrassed. “Dad, it’s like this.” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

With a bang, Kadin raised his hand and slapped the table: “Who did this wicked thing? Is it the Humphrey family?”

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