My Lord, My Billionaire Master

Alice walked over, and lightly pressed on the keyboard. Then the screen lit up.

Then, Alice saw a mail that had already been sent from her mailbox account.

She frowned, running her fingers over the keyboard and calling out the contents of the email. She didn't know whom the mailbox account belongs to, but the contents of the attachment were very clear to her when she opened it.

It was two videos of William burning gifts.

Who did he send this to?

Alice thought for a few seconds, then came back to reality. Yes, it could only be Patrick.

Why did he have to provoke Patrick again?

Alice sat down on the side of the bed, her hand raised up stiff for a few seconds. Then, she tapped the mailbox to continue sending messages and typed in the next few words.

"Leave, the farther the better."

She didn't know if there was anyone by Patrick's side who would read these for him. If they saw it, they would probably listen to it, right?

Hopefully, William's jealousy was only ignited by the situation for a moment, and would quickly pass.

Alice hesitated for a while, but still pressed Send button and turned off the computer. She stayed in the old house and waited quietly for William to return.

One hour after another passed, but he still did not come back. Instead, she got a call from Daniel.

She picked up the phone. "Daniel."

"Alice, why isn't Mr. Cullen answering the phone? I have urgent matters here." Daniel asked anxiously.

Alice stood at the door and looked into the distance, not seeing William's figure in sight, she could only say, "He is working, maybe he did not hear the phone ring, so if you have anything urgent I could go and tell him."

"This..."

Daniel was a little hesitant.

"Daniel, is there something you need to keep secret from me right now?" Alice said. Then Daniel spoke on the phone, "I didn't mean that, it's just that Mr. Cullen and I both did not want you to worry too much."

"What's going on?"

Alice asked.

"It's Lancaster. Last time, after they received Jeanne's half-fake and half-real documents, they began to attack N.E. I'm deeply worried that though the situation is being controlled by Mr. Cullen right now, he hasn't taken next step yet. Anything had to be done first to gain the upper hand.

However, the usually straightforward Mr. Cullen hesitated this time.

"Didn't

t you tell William earlier?" Alice asked. Actually, she also thought it was strange. When William sent Jeanne out, he had already taken charge of the whole situation, but then he just left this aside to accompany her back home.

"Yes, but the he said..."

"Said what?"

"He said he wanted to be with you more." Daniel said and sighed.

Hearing this, Alice's hand unconsciously pressed against the door beside her, her eyes dimmed. He had left behind such an important game just because of her. Stupid.

"Daniel." Alice said, "I do not understand the deceit of businesses, nor do I

understand all the rivalry competition between clans. But I want to know, how big

is William's chance in this war with Lancaster?"

"Alice, you must believe in him!"

"Daniel, I'll only believe your judgment." Alice interrupted Daniel. There were too many things she did not understand, each time she judged the severity of the matter purely based on how William acted.

Daniel became silent over there. After a long time, Alice heard Daniel sigh, and said, "Alice, honestly speaking, I do not know, that's a hundred years old clan which must has something extraordinary for it to be able to hold on until today. But Mr. Cullen is unceremonious and intelligent, and has won almost every battle of the last few."

"Therefore, it's hard to say for sure about this final battle." Daniel stopped here, and swallowed his words so as to not provoke her, "but this time it's must going to be a very tough fight".

"I understand, Daniel. I will advise William to return as soon as possible."

Alice said and hung up. Leaning on the door alone, and looked into the distance with empty eyes.

She had always felt that this fierce battle would come very late. She and William still had a lot of time, but now she realized that Lancaster was no longer willing to give them time.

Alice reached out her hands to stroke her stomach, wishing there's still a lot of time for William to watch the birth of their child.

She no longer wanted William to stay behind with any regrets.

At dusk, the golden light fell upon this small district.

When William found Alice, she was at the fitness equipment area. She was sitting alone on the equipment that could massage her back and exercise her arms, but instead of exercising, she used the cold device as a chair.

The broken light fell on her face and dyed her long hair. She looked especially gentle.

"Why are you here alone?"

William strode towards her.

Hearing her voice, Alice did not turn back, but quietly sat there instead, "I'm

thinking about something."

She had a lot of things on her mind.

"What is it?"

William walked to her side and stood still.

She smelled a hint of burning on the corner of his clothes. It seemed that he had burnt quite a lot of gifts.

"I don't know." Alice raised her face, and forced out a smile, "How many gifts have you found?"

"Eight."

William replied as he leaned on the equipment behind Alice.

"So fast. Have you gotten used to the fever?" Alice asked lightly. There was no

blame but indulgence.

"Are you upset?"

William looked at her sharply.

Alice did not pick up his words, but said, "Daniel called. He said that Lancaster is

on the move and he wanted you back to do the defense."

"Why is this old man telling you this?"

William frowned in displeasure, his tone revealing a trace of anger. He turned around and sat on the equipment chair behind her.

In the sunset, the two of them sat with their backs to each other across the cold pillar of the exercise equipment.

"Let's go back."

Alice said, her voice was as gentle as a gust of wind, a wind without any power to harm.

"I don't want to, I'm still short of four gifts." William said coldly, with an extremely stubborn tone.

"So what if you find them all? They're all old stuff."

Alice said helplessly. She did not understand why William would be so jealous this time.

As William sat with his back facing her, Alice heard his cold voice rising behind

her, "I just don't like Patrick, is that okay?"

Is that so?

Did he still won't let Patrick go?

Alice could not help but say, "Back then, when Patrick left, we agreed that we would not look for him, nor to inquire for any news of him."

They decided then that all their grudges would go with the wind, didn't they?

She thought they had come to an agreement long ago.

"That was then, but now..."

William said coldly, as though he was the boss of everything.

He had an attitude of not holding back at all.

Hearing that, Alice could not help but close her eyes, when she opened them again, her eyes were gloomy and lonely. She looked at the distant setting sun, and asked, "What is the ninth clue?"

"What do you want with that?"

William countered with a question, his tone carrying a sense of vigilance.noveldrama

"With your temper, if it went smoothly, you would definitely find all 12 gifts in one

go. So now you must have come across some problem, right?" Alice said with a hint of compromise, "Let me help you."

"Help me?"

William sat sideways, his black eyes looking at her. Her side face was small, and it was painted with the golden color of the setting sun.

Alice also mimicked William as she turned to look at him gently. "That's right, I'll help you to find the remaining four gifts so that you can go back earlier." Lancaster had already taken moves. If he didn't do something, he will squander a good situation.

"You want to help me find it and then watch me burn it?"

William stared at her and asked.

A trace of dejection flashed past Alice's eyes, but she quickly nodded firmly, "Yes."

"Alice, you are really insane!"

William immediately scolded her. This was no longer the Alice he knew before.

Alice sat there, looking at his handsome face, "You like me to do everything with

you, don't you?"

"But you usually scold me at times like this!"

William stared at her and said with a faint voice.

Alice laughed, "Do you want me to scold you so much? Well, let's talk about clues. There might be some kind of riddle that you don't understand but I do." Hearing this, William's face immediately darkened, his voice filled with jealousy, "Are you flaunting to me that you two once had secrets that I don't know about?"

Was he jealous again?

Alice looked at him helplessly, and spoke word by word from her soft lips, "William, no one else knows about the relationship between me and Patrick, you are the only one who knows about it. After everything that has happened, do you think I will still show off the secret between us?"

Her biological parents were dead, and her hard-won home was gone either.

She didn't mention those things but that didn't mean she wouldn't hurt. William became silent, the hostility in his eyes gradually disappeared, the thin lip

moved, and said after a long while, "I am not accusing you of forgetting those things."

He had never been willing to blame her for anything.

"I know."

Alice stared at him, thinking that he just could not control his jealousy, right?

It didn't matter, she didn't care.

Once again, William fell into silence. His black eyes stared fixedly at her as he

leaned forward slightly. And the hands which placing on the laps were being clutched.

"Let's finish our search and go home early."

When Alice said this once again, the indulgence in her tone clearly surpassed the

color of the setting sun.

William turned and looked at her. Tightening his thin lips and asked, "What's this cellophane paper?"

"The cellophane paper is candy wrappers. When you peel the candy off, you're left with this square candy wrapper. When I was young, I loved to collect them, and the sunlight is multi-colored being seen through the candy wrapper. Is this the clue to the eighth gift?"

Alice asked, seeing that William stood up and said, "Follow me, I know where the present is."