My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 897

"Did you find his last contact information?" William asked.

"I've found it. Should I send it over to you now?"

The other party replied respectfully.

"Send it over immediately," William said coldly. "Also you must bring the person over, leave it live or dead! Just keep searching!"

"Yes."

William hung up the phone and turned to the video again, looking at the scene of burning gifts. His eyes grew darker.

Alice was placed in front of the table by Mr. Bacon, sitting there and looking at Mrs. Bacon serving dishes, said, "Mr. and Mrs. Bacon, your house has not changed at all."

"We are too old to ask for any changes. Even our daughter went to a big city to pursue her career and rarely came back." Mrs. Bacon said with emotion.

Mr. Bacon sat down on the side, looking at Alice and said, "Alice, what's going on with your man?"

Alice sat there stiffly, and revealed a slightly embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bacon, I dug a hole in your hundred year old tree."

"That's doesn't matter. We are happy enough to be accompanied by a young soul, so we don't care about that." Mr. Bacon said as he adjusted his reading glasses, "On the other hand, the things that were burnt by your husband were all buried by Patrick earlier. What happened?"

"After I left my hometown, many things happened. I won't be able to explain it in a short time, but later when you see my husband, please don't say a word about Patrick." Alice thought that William's jealousy towards Patrick had already seeped into his bones, she did not want to make him worry.

"Alright, alright." Mr. Bacon nodded. "Come and eat, try the marinated melon. You and Mary really loved this when you were young."

"Thank you, Mr. Bacon."

Alice smiled and picked up her chopsticks then a tall figure walked in from outside, blocking the sunlight.

"Hubby Alice, come over quickly. The bowls and chopsticks are all set up, come over and eat."

Mr. Bacon immediately stood up and greeted William.

However, Alice was very worried as she sat there. She was very clear about William's temperament and personality, so why would he eat the dishes cooked by someone else. Looking at his cold face, her eyes quickly turned, wondering if she should let William accompany her after she finished eating, or if she should take her leave first.

Before she finished thinking, William had already sat down beside her and picked up a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth.

Alice widened her eyes in astonishment. She looked at the person beside in disbelief, thinking that she was seeing the wrong things.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

William coldly glanced at her.

Didn't he not eat food made other than hers? She didn't even need to shout or persuade him to sit down and eat breakfast. This was too strange.

William said that when he returned to her hometown, she changed. However, she felt that he was the one who changed.

"Nothing."

With Mr. and Mrs. Bacon's presence, Alice could not say much, so she smiled and continued to drink the porridge and eat.

"This is the steamed bun and fried dough sticks from Cook Pitt's on the street. Come have a taste."

Mr. Bacon enthusiastically picked steamed bun and fried dough sticks into their bowl. As the fried dough sticks sank into the porridge, there was even a layer of oil on the top.

Alice looked at William nervously, but the anger that she expected did not come. William ate a mouthful of the fried dough stick with an expressionless face, making Alice a little confused. However, she could not say anything but to eat breakfast.

"I'm really happy to see you guys come back. Watching you grow up together and go out of the town. Indeed there are more and more elderly people in this district, but I'm not as happy as I was before." Mr. Bacon sighed and said.

"Has Patrick returned?"

William suddenly asked Mr. Bacon coldly.

Mr. Bacon immediately looked towards Alice, waiting for her signal. Alice frowned and utter a sigh.

Seeing that, Mr. Bacon could only say, "I haven't seen him return, it's been a long time since I've heard from him, unlike you guys that I could see on the television."

They all had great prospects.

William took a last bite of the food and took out a gold-plated business card and placed it in front of Mr. Bacon, took out a pen and quickly wrote down a string of numbers on it, then coldly said, "Call me if you see Patrick again, I will give you a good house."

II II

The Bacons were all stunned.

Alice stood there in a daze. William would never give his private number to anyone else before.

Why was he in such a hurry to find Patrick?

So what if he found him, he would dispose him as if what he did to those old things? But that doesn't make sense. If he want to dispose him, he wouldn't wait until now.

Alice did not understand what William was thinking.

When they left Mr. Bacon's house, the sun had risen and the bodyguards were filling the soil under the big tree.

Alice had been observing William in silence this whole time, following the traces of his footsteps as she walked forward bit by bit. Her hands were in the pockets of her school uniform, as if she was his shadow.

But William just kept walking forward. After thinking for a long time, Alice finally decided to step forward and ask clearly, "William..."

"Ugh."

William suddenly grabbed onto a tree by the side of the road and bent over to puke, spitting all the food out.

"What's going on?"

Alice rushed forward anxiously and held onto one of William's arms.