Samara snorted, "It seems you care about Roland's private life a lot. To be honest, Gisselle, have you been secretly in love with him for a long time?"
"Samara, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense."
"Oh, then why don't you try drinking poison?"
Gisselle was defeated and couldn't refute Samara's words.
However, she realized Samara was still in the mood to bicker with her because Samara was over Roland.
Gisselle did not want to continue to humiliate herself. "I was wrong, Samara. It was the wine talking."
Samara curled her lips. "Indeed, you like to talk nonsense when you are drunk."
Gisselle didn't reply.
Gisselle felt she was worrying about Samara for nothing. Samara did not look like she was upset and even bragged she was going to earn tens of billions of dollars.
Gisselle shouldn't worry about her!