Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim)
Chapter 59

Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 59 Flirt Everywhere?

As Samara spoke, she smiled and waved her hand at Gisselle. "I'm leaving."

Samara's harsh words gave Gisselle a blow. She did not ask Samara to stay any longer.

Although Gisselle was a little unhappy, she admitted that Samara's face was indeed very pretty.

Thinking of this, Gisselle felt that what Samara said just now was quite right.

Gisselle was not that bad-looking. She could be considered a beauty among the crowd of ordinary people. No matter what, she was attractive. But why was it that every time she was with Samara, men always looked for Samara first?

Now the problem was solved. It was Samara's face that overshadowed Gisselle's!

Samara did not know what Gisselle was thinking. Samara was just teasing her.

Samara did not expect that Gisselle's mouth seemed to have magic. Before they came, Gisselle said that there were many young boys in the bar. Those handsome boys were unruly yet innocent, bold yet shy. They were much better

than Chaim.

Samara did not want to flirt with young guys. She just wanted to drink a glass of wine. Now that she was tired, she

should leave.

But when she went downstairs, a clear male voice suddenly came. "Hello, can I have your Line?"

The boy was wearing a pure white t-shirt with a green bean full cotton shirt and a pair of simple pants. On his feet was a pair of white skate shoes.

In the midst of the dazzling lights, the boy stood in front of her like a fresh breeze, refreshing and energetic. Coupled with the two little dimples that the boy revealed when he smiled, there were probably not many people who could

refuse such a request.

However, Samara was one of the few people. She glanced at the boy and smiled, "Sorry, I don't use that."

The boy raised his eyebrows. "Then... how about other ways to contact you?"

"No, I don't have a smartphone."

The boy turned the mobile phone he handed out, took it back, and turned to leave.

Samara smiled. Just as she thought that he had given up, the boy suddenly turned back. "Then can I have your number?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly to look at Samara. His eyes were curved, and he smiled with two dimples.

Samara was stunned for a moment. She admired his perseverance. Her eyes moved. She took the boy's phone and left a number. "Focus on your study, and work hard."

After Samara finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh. She waved her hand. She then took her bag and left.

The boy's heartbeat fastened when he saw Samara's smile. He reacted and hurriedly said, "Miss, my name is Dalton

Meza. You'll never regret it once you know me."

Dalton.

It was a good name.

Dalton heard the rejection in Samara's words..

But it was the first time he had liked someone, so it was not that easy to give up.

Dalton returned to his seat after getting the number. He lowered his head to look at the number on the phone. The temale classmate next to him wanted to say something. Seeing that Dalton's expression was indifferent, she could

only give up.

Although they were out for a social meet-up, people could see that Dalton was dragged over by the boys. He had no interest in this kind of activity.

What was more, with Dalton's face, he deserved better.

Dalton stared at the number on his phone for a while and then sent a message.

Unexpectedly, Samara directly called. Dalton was stunned for a moment. He then got up and directly went out of the bar. "Miss, you haven't told me your name yet?"

"Dalton, does your mother know that you are flirting with women everywhere?"

Hearing the voice on the other side of the line, Dalton said surprisingly, "Roland?"

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