Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire novel Chapter 46

Alvera's expression was hesitant for a moment before nodding at Roland. "Mr. Francois."

"Yes, looks like you're quite free today, seeing as you have the time to accompany Mr. Perez to the gala."

Standing next to him, Owen raised his eyebrows. "Mr. Francois, do you know Alvera?"

"Know her? I definitely do."

Roland swept his glance over Alvera.

Alvera felt inexplicably nervous as she returned his gaze. 

She was afraid that Roland might expose their relationship in public.

Seeing her pleading gaze, Roland felt a twinge of anger.

This woman was actually pleading with him. 

Why, was she afraid that Owen would find out about their relationship?

He raised his eyebrows, his expression cold. "Alvera, didn't you tell Mr. Perez about me?"

Owen looked at Alvera as well.

Roland felt a sense of satisfaction when he saw her nervousness. "Good," he thought. "She's scared." 

But he knew not to cross the line. "I'm your boss," he said. "You're embarrassing me." 

Owen laughed. "You didn't tell me you were working at the Empire Group!"

"I've been there for less than a month." Alvera didn't look at Roland. "Mr. Perez, I would like to go home now."

"I'll send you back."

"No need." She smiled at him. "Thank you for inviting me to the gala today, but I'm not comfortable in this kind of setting, so it's a little awkward for me. I know the roads of Calgary well. I can head home myself."

After that, she turned around and left.

When Owen was about to go after her when Roland said lightly, "Mr. Perez, Brett is still waiting for you. You shouldn't leave without saying goodbye to him."

Owen looked at Alvera's leaving figure worriedly.

Roland put his glass on the table beside him. "I'm done talking with Brett anyway, so I'll be leaving now as well. I'll give my employee a ride home."

"Thank you, Mr. Francois."

Roland smirked. "You're welcome."

He stuck his hands in his pockets and left.

By the time he reached the main entrance of the Mountain Club, Alvera had already disappeared.

He frowned, his expression chilly, then took out his phone to call her.

Alvera picked up the call quickly. "Hello."

"Where are you?"

"In a taxi."

"Come back, I had alcohol. I need a driver."

Alvera hung up the phone. She hesitated for three minutes before telling the driver, "Please turn back to the Mountain Club."

When she arrived back at the club, Roland was standing at the entrance, smoking a cigarettes with one hand in his pocket.

His tall and straight figure was a scenery in and of itself, but to Alvera, it was a scene of gloomy darkness.

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She got out of the taxi and walked over to him, keeping a careful distance from him.

"Mr. Francois, where is your car?"

Roland smiled at her.

Alvera could not tell the meaning behind his smile.

"Come here."

Alvera paused for a while before taking a step towards him.

Before she could react further, Roland grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

Alvera closed her eyes and struggled against his kiss. "Roland, don't do this here."

She didn't expect that he would treat her like this here.

"Are you ashamed? Why are you seducing Owen Perez, then?"

"I didn't," she said, with a touch of grievance in her eyes. "I didn't seduce him."

"I saw it with my own eyes. You had your arm around his. I'm not blind, you know."

She swallowed and said nothing.

"You're bold, Alvera Earhart. Do you really think you can have every man in Calgary under your thumb?"

"The relationship between Mr. Perez and I is clean."

He let go of her and threw the car keys to her. "It's not for you to decide. Go home."