They had been married for three years. Samara Novak thought that no matter how cold Chaim Humphrey's heart was, he must have been moved by her.
However, when Samara was forced to kneel in the memorial hall of the Humphrey family, she realized that he had no heart at all.
In this case, why should she continue to be with him?
Therefore, when Chaim asked her to choose between kneeling and divorce, Samara chose to divorce him without hesitation.
She was still young! Why should she waste her time on such a bastard like Chaim? It was a much better choice for her to go back home. Then she could inherit her tens of millions of dollars of family assets and enjoy her time. That was how her life should be!

Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now

The man chuckled. Samara picked up her bag and stood up. She glanced at Roland and said, "There's something I want Mr. Garza to help me with."

Roland looked at her, his beautiful eyes winking. "Then, Ms. Novak, do you mind treating me to a midnight snack?"

After he finished speaking, he added, "I drank wine, so I can't drive."

As he spoke, Roland's secretary had already left.

Samara frowned. "I didn't drink."

While the two were talking, the elevator not far away opened again. Chaim, Victor, and the others walked out of the elevator.

Roland's eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand and grabbed Samara's wrist. "Ms. Novak, you don't mind, right? I'm a little drunk."

Chaim had just come out of the elevator when he saw this scene.

Chapter 92 Then Do Something Interesting