My Lord, My Billionaire Master

Eric served the dishes. After waiting for a long time, Alice became very hungry, so she picked up her chopsticks and was about to eat. But William stared at her with his bright eyes, "I am now the foster child in your home, similar to a guest. Don't you need to wait for me to eat first?"

Oh, he was addicted to acting.

Alice looked at him, "You are the foster child, not a distinguished guest, OK? It's no need to be like that. Even if it was Patrick who was blind, it was also just at the beginning that I...."

Halfway, Alice suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing. She immediately stopped.

But with William's character, he definitely wouldn't let Alice just stop like that. His gaze immediately turned cold, "Helping what?"

"Bring him food."

Alice's reaction was pretty fast.

"It should be 'feed him', right?"

But William's reaction was even faster than hers.

Alice, who was caught in a lie, could only take her chopsticks and silently poke at the white rice in her bowl. Without looking at William, she knew that his face must be dark now.

"Feeding, well, well, Alice, good job!" William snorted.

"It was just a way to help Patrick fit in our home. You knew he was blind, and I just did that for a very short time."

Alice said in a low voice.

"He was blind, but he had hands."

William clenched his teeth.

Alice really did not want to retort, but when she heard this, she could not help but muttered, "When we first met, even if you were not blind, you let me feed you."

"That's different! How can he compare to me!" William pushed his bowl and chopsticks forward, and looked at her coldly.

Alice looked at him, "What are you doing?"

Losing his temper and refusing to eat?

"From now on, I won't eat or drink anything until someone feeds me!" William said coldly.

Alice was speechless.

William stared at her gloomily.

"...." Alice touched her ponytail. Without the need to dress like a junior high student like her, William just behaved like a child.

However, thinking about it in another way, since William still had the energy to be mood with her, he might really confident to deal with Lancaster, so she didn't need to worry too much, right?

Thinking about it this way, Alice's mood became a little better, and she became more tolerant of William's behaviors.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

William coldly snorted.

"Feeding you is not a problem, junior high student William." Alice laughed, picked up the bowl in front of him, then picked up a spoon of rice, and offered it to him, "Please eat it, and welcome to live with me."

"Good."

William ate all the food, "What do you mean by junior high students'? At least I should be a high school student, given my age."

"Fine, high school student William, welcome to my home. I will take good care of you."

Alice looked at him, her gaze as gentle as

water.

William stared at her smiling face. No matter how jealous and angry he was, he could not release it before such a smile. Alice seemed to be better at how to influence his mood.

Alice fed every spoonful to him, and William ate the entire meal like a disabled person.

After finished feeding William. Alice started to eat by herself. William leaned his elbows on the table, and stared at Alice eating. The whole process, his eyes were filled with affection.

Alice was wearing an out — styled school uniform with two ponytails, which made her look younger. From her appearance, he could roughly guess what she looked like when she was young.

As Alice was eating, she suddenly heard William say in a low voice, "If only I could really live together with you since childhood."

Alice looked at him while drinking the soup, and made a small smile.

"This way, I don't need to worry if your gaze fell on someone else," William said word by word, his gaze deep.

Alice smiled and nodded, "Yes, if only it's like that."

If William could be with her since she was little, even if William was hard to get along with, Alice thought, she would still be very happy.

It was because he considered her as the priority.

After dinner, Alice was very tired and wanted to sleep. But she was troubled then. Because her room could only fit a single bed, not enough for two people to sleep

in.

However, William refused to sleep in other rooms. He was dissatisfied with all the other rooms, as if they were all too dirty to live.

Alice couldn't help it. The old house was small. There were only four normal rooms without any guest rooms. So in the end, she could only ask the bodyguards

to temporarily build a double bed in the living room, and cover it with a blanket.

It really took a lot of time for bodyguards to do that.

"Just leave it here. Thank you."

Alice made a space for the bodyguards to start assembling the double bed. Then she stood there and stared at it.

William stood beside her. He looked around, pointing to a corridor, "Where is that?"

Alice looked towards the direction he was pointing, "The attic."

In the past, at home, the two places that she and Patrick liked the most were the balcony and the attic. For Patrick, the former was a place having wind and light but also safe. The latter could offer a quiet environment for him to enjoy silence.

"OK."

William strode forward.

Alice wanted to follow along, but the bodyguard at the side asked, "Mrs. Cullen, is here OK? Will it block the way to walk?"

Alice had to stop. She turned her gaze away from William to the bodyguard, "It doesn't matter. Just move this old cabinet to another room later. William doesn't like rooms to be full."

Otherwise, William would not be able to sleep well tonight, and just staying here would make him uncomfortable.

"Alright."

The bodyguard nodded.

William walked into the corridor alone. He raised his hand and turned on the light

on the wall, and started walking up the stairs. When he pushed open the door, a wave of hot wind blew out.

The bodyguards might not clean here.

With just one glance, William confirmed his thought. Pushing open the door, he walked in and turned on the light, only to see a large amount of paper flying in the air and then falling to the ground.

This place seemed to be a place filled with junk, and the junk seemed not to belong to Alice.

William cast a casual glance, finding those old books were used by Alice and Patrick when they were children. Alice's room was small enough, but she still needed to leave room for so many books.

This reminded William of the hard life that Alice had in this house, William became heartbroken and angry, so he kicked a pile of books.

The pile of books collapsed.

Surprisingly, a chocolate tin box fell into his sight from the book piles. It seemed that the box was placed in the middle of a book pile. Maybe someone left a hole in the book pile and put the box in. If he didn't kick it, he wouldn't have found it.

What was that?

William looked at it and squatted down. He picked up the box and opened it. Inside there were piles of small cards, all of them containing cartoon characters.

In the corner was a thick letter. William directly opened it and saw a large word scrawled on paper. It was 'You'.

The writing was childish.

And ugly too.

William continued to flip through, and on each piece of paper, there was only one word. Adding them together, it was -

"You finally found the second constellation. Smart Alice, Congratulations! The gift

this time is the card you wanted to collect."

This tone....

This ugly and scrawny handwriting....

Patrick!

"Bam!"

William threw the tin box to the ground. Patrick, this man really was full of tricks. A faint sneer flashed across William's face.

"William, the bed is nearly OK. Do you want to take a look?" Alice walked in and couldn't help but cover her nose. The attic had been closed for long, so the smell was bad.

After saying, Alice saw the tin box on the floor. "Hey, what's this?"

"You don't know?"

William gave her a glance.

Alice shook her head, then walked towards him and picked up the paper. She

read the words, her face revealing a look of astonishment, "So the second constellation really existed."

"Don't recall others in front of me!"

William clenched his teeth.

Alice stood there and smiled faintly, "It's nothing. It was something that happened

a long time ago. Patrick said that he would give me a gift, and when I looked at it. There were words "The first constellation" on it. So I asked him if he still had a second and a twelfth constellation. But he just smiled and did not say anything. It was so mysterious. I did not take it to heart."

"The twelfth constellation?"

William asked in displeasure.

"When I was young, I loved to watch a cartoon, in which there were twelve constellations. At that time, I loved it to a crazy extent." Alice looked at the letter in

his hand, "It never occurred to me that Patrick really prepared the second constellation, but I did not find it."

Perhaps, this predicted the future between her and Patrick. They finally missed

each other.

If she had found this gift a long time ago, perhaps it could be counted as evidence

of their past. So Patrick who had lost his memories might recover earlier with the help of it.

"What did he send you as the first constellation?"

William asked coldly.

"I forgot." Alice could not quite remember what gift she received at that time. She

handed the letter back to him, "It might be something like a book. He really liked

to send gifts like that. Is there anything wrong?"

Books.

So the second gift might be placed in the book.

"Nothing," William said coldly as he flipped through the cards in the tin box.

Alice looked at those beautiful cards. Now, she did not really like these things

anymore. For anything, as long as they missed the right time, people couldn't find back the specific feeling.

William looked at the cards, his gaze becoming deeper, then he suddenly shouted: "Bodyguard!"

Alice looked at him, puzzled.noveldrama

After a while, a bodyguard came in, and respectfully bowed to William, "Mr.

Cullen, do you have any orders?"

"Lighter."

William extended his hand out towards him.

"Here, Mr. Cullen."

The bodyguard handed over the lighter with both hands. Then William's handed

his mobile phone to the bodyguard. William ordered coldly, "Recording."

"Got it, Mr. Cullen."

The bodyguard quickly opened the camera.

William lit up the lighter in one hand and picked up two cards in the other. Seeing

this, Alice finally understood what he was going to do. She subconsciously wanted to stop him.

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William looked at her in silence, his gaze extremely cold.

Alice wanted to say that Patrick was no longer his rival in love, so he didn't need

to be like this. The card represented nothing. But on second thought, as long as William would be happy, she would be willing to do anything, so it really didn't matter to burn some cards.

She loved William so much, nearly giving up the bottom line.

She didn't try to stop it anymore, and just watched. William slowly burned the card

in his hand, then threw it into the tin box. The other cards kept inside the box were very dry, so they started fiercely burning very soon.