Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire novel Chapter 39

Alvera was irritated by his words.

She put her hand on the car horn and pressed hard on it, which made the car honk so loud that some other cars in the parking lot sounded their alarms.

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Suddenly, the whole parking lot was full of harsh alarm sounds.

Roland pulled her hand away and asked, "Are you out of your mind?"

Alvera rolled her eyes and stepped on the accelerator.

He released her hand and glared at her. "You're not happy about driving me to dinner?"

"You have so many drivers on standby at the company, but you insisted that I take a taxi back here just to drive you to dinner. You expect me to be happy about that?" Alvera retorted loudly.

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"Your delicate little lover Andrina packed lunch for you earlier, and now you're harassing me for dinner," she continued. "You two really are a match made in heaven."

Roland folded his arms in irritation. "Stop the car."

He hadn't even gotten angry at her for making him miss his lunch, but now she's losing her temper at him?

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Alvera slammed on the breaks right in the middle of the road, causing the car behind them to honk loudly as they swerved to avoid them.

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Roland gritted his teeth and said, "Stop at the side of the road, use your common sense."

"You didn't say so, Mr. Francoise. I just did exactly what you decreed. I'm just a lowly employee, how dare I disobey your commands?"

"I just said it, are you deaf?"

Alvera raised her eyebrows, started the car again and pulled over at the side of the road.

Roland got out of the car and walked over to the driver's side. He opened the door and said, "Get out."

Alvera did as she was told without looking at him.

She thought Roland was going to leave her at the side of the road, but he did not drive off immediately after getting into the car. Instead, he said coldly, "What are you waiting for? Get in the car."

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Annoyed, Alvera pulled open the door to the back seat.

She was just about to get in when Roland said, "Do you expect me to be your driver?"

Alvera glared at him as if he was insane, then slammed the door and went around to the passenger side. 

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After she fastened her seat belt, Roland drove away.

He drove to a high-end restaurant and got out of the car.

Alvera followed him.

He ordered as soon as he sat down, but he only ordered for himself.

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When his steak came up, Roland began eating elegantly.

He ate a lot alone.

Alvera sat opposite him and stared at him for a while. "Didn't you have enough to eat for lunch?"

Annoyed that it had taken her so long to ask, he answered, "I didn't have lunch?"

"Andrina brought you lunch, right?"

"Who told you that I would eat everything she brings?" His tone was not happy. "Who was the guy you had lunch with today?"

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Alvera was confused as to why he would ask that.

"A colleague."

"There are so many women in your office, but you chose to go out with a male colleague on your first day? What, you can't live without men?"

He slammed his fork on the table angrily as he spoke. 

The sound was very loud, but fortunately they were the only ones in the restaurant. 

Alvera clenched her fist and looked at him. Roland Francois was the only person she had ever met who could humiliate people like this.

"You're right, I haven't seen any men while I was in prison during the last four years. Now that I'm out, I'm taking every chance I have to spend time with men."

"Alvera Earhart, do you have a death wish?" Roland's voice was dangerously cold.

"I'm enjoying my life as it is, why would I have a death wish? You were the one who accused me, I'm just going with the flow. If you're not happy with my answer, there's nothing I can do about that."

"Who asked you to go with the flow? I want a proper explanation, not a sarcastic answer."

Alvera smiled disdainfully. Sarcastic? Like he was any better.

"Mr. Francois, you're sticking your nose where it doesn't belong," she said. "As per our contract, I don't have to answer to you."

"I decide the terms of the contract. I'll add another clause now: you cannot cheat on me in any way as long as the contractual marriage is still valid."

Alvera gritted her teeth, "I just had lunch with a colleague, do you have to make such a big deal out of it? What's the use of explaining myself if you already think I'm a sl*t? Would you believe me if I told you that he was just my mentor? You wouldn't because you only believe what you want to believe, so why would I waste my energy explaining just for you to accuse me of manipulation?"

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Roland really did not like her defensive attacks, as if she wrapped herself up in thorns.

He got up, glanced at her coldly, and left the restaurant.

Alvera took a deep breath, but it didn't relax her.

When she came out of the restaurant, Roland's car had already left.

She frowned and clenched her fists. 

It was almost six o'clock when she got back to the company via a taxi.

Everyone was preparing to leave when she walked into the office.

"Hey, look, it's the newbie," she heard someone say scornfully. "Back only when it's time to get off work."

Alvera did not bother explaining her absence.

Patrick slung his bag around him and patted her on her shoulder, smiling. "Don't take it to heart, it wasn't something you could control. Go on home, I'll see you tomorrow."

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She nodded and smiled. "See you tomorrow, Patrick."

She was not in a hurry to go home, so she sat back down at her table and began looking through the notes she had accumulated throughout the day.