My Lord, My Billionaire Master

He was talking about the car accident which David Cullen acted it by himself, and

he had worn his school uniform to go meet the shooting stars.

It really was.

Alice was silent.

"But it's not like I'm in the same room with the other students. I don't like having too many people, so the classrooms I'm in are usually very crowded. Sometimes I'm the only one there." William said.

As someone from the Cullen Family, he had this bit of privilege.

Alice looked at him and blurted out, "Saint John?"

Hearing this, William looked at her proudly and reached out to pinch her chin, "Did you get bored staying at home and secretly went to see my resume?"

"Did you really study at this school?"

Alice was startled, and he had indeed studied at St. John's.

"What's so strange about studying at St. John's? It was a school of faith, and there was a teacher who taught pretty well, so that's why I went there. "As William said this, he stared at her carefully before reaching out his arms to hug her as he walked towards the dining table.

All right.

Alice did not know what to say as she silently sat at the dining table. Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, he asked, "Which dishes were not cooked by you?"

"The one on your right."

Alice said. There were a few that were made by Daniel Frank, and those were made to prevent William from eating too much and they had nothing to eat.

Hearing that, William picked up the knife and fork and placed a piece of beef onto her plate, then lovingly said, "Eat more."

After he was done, he pushed the dishes further away from him, looking like he couldn't avoid them in time.

Alice looked at him speechlessly.

William looked at her, and met her gaze, "What's wrong, Alice, you're acting weird today!"

Alice tried her best to suppress her jealous and bitter mood, picked up her knife and fork and pulled out a smile, "No, I'm just suddenly a little curious about your past school life, with your personality, you probably won't even dare to get close to your classmates, right?"

These words made William a little angry, he glared at her, "Am I so unpopular?"

"Yes."

Alice nodded honestly. He had no friends, didn't he notice?

"William glared at her fiercely," Let me tell you, Alice, just based on these two words William, there are too many hypocritical friends around me. I don't have the time to figure out which one of them is sincere and which one is false!"

It wasn't that he was unpopular, it was that he couldn't be bothered with others.

"Oh." Alice sat there and bit down on her fork: "In your eyes, there is no one who is sincere to you right?"

"You!"

William blurted out.

Alice bit her fork, the curve of her lips grew wider, "Then what about the person you are truly right with?"

"You!" William understood her plan, "Alice, you just want to hear me praise you right?"

Alice rolled her eyes, put down the fork in her mouth, and looked at his handsome face and asked: "William, who's the most beautiful?"

"You!"

William did not hesitate to answer.

Alice didn't know what she was thinking, but she lowered her head and squeezed out a bit of chin, and asked, "Then what about it, do I look good?"

William was eating the food she cooked. Seeing that, the thin lip slightly opened and looked at her in shock. After a few seconds of silence, it enunciated every word, "Alice, where did my Cullen Family get the drugs from?"

"

Alice was speechless as she mumbled softly, "You're the one that's taking drugs.' After saying that, Alice immediately returned to her normal state. She was really embarrassed, and he really minded she was fat, but she still showed off in front of William without even thinking, and she might really have taken drugs, and she had no idea.

William frowned, he placed the knife and fork on the table, placed his fingers under his chin, and looked at her with his black eyes, "Before the two children come over, tell me, what happened?"

"Nope."

Alice lowered her head.

"I'm not blind." He could tell at a glance if something was wrong with her.

Alice pursed her lips silently, looked at him and asked seriously, "William, what do you think my beauty is in your eyes?"

"Only first."

William said softly, and his voice was extremely sexy.

Not number one, but the only one.

Hearing this answer, Alice was stunned for a few seconds, and said after a long

time: "Then are you still praising other girls for their beauty?"

"Nope." William rejected immediately, "All the people these days are ugly, who can compare to you?"

In William's eyes, Alice was the one who was extremely beautiful, and the only one that she could immediately see in the crowd.

"And before that?"

Alice asked.

William leaned back, his posture lazy, "Alice, what do you want to say today?"

"I'm just thinking, when I've known so many people in the past and had such a debauchery, have you ever been truly towards anyone else?" Alice asked tentatively.

"What is debauchery?" William looked at her, his black eyes deeply staring at her, and the corner of his mouth curving up into an evil smile, "If I were to be dissolute,

do you think that you would be able to peacefully nurture your baby?"

"I asked the doctor. It's okay to be careful now."

William said, and his eyes turning red.

Alice's face was burning even hotter, and she immediately raised her hand: "Stop,

this is not the main point, if I were to say it, it isn't this."

Who would be so annoyed by studying this with him?

Seeing her raise her hand, William immediately leaned over, and opened his mouth and bit her fingertip. His tongue moved like lightning, causing Alice to tremble and immediately retract his hand, his face becoming even hotter.

"Look, I want to deal with you. There are plenty of ways. You can't resist me!" William said arrogantly as he touched the thin lip, the tip of his tongue still having the taste of her fingertips.

Alice retracted her hand and glared at him in resentment. How could he change the topic so much?

William stared at her and frowned, "Alice, did you really take drugs today?"

You even dare to slam the table?

How could she be responsible if your hands hurt?

"William, I have a question for you. Other than me, do you praise anyone else for their beauty?" Alice forced herself to keep a straight face and asked seriously.

"No!"

William answered without thinking.

"Think about it, if your answer is dishonest, then I will ..." Alice could not think of a method to punish him, so she could only skip over it, "I'll give you a few keywords, St. John, Chinese, junior sister!"

Enough information.

He couldn't remember, could he?

Alice looked at him a little nervously. In fact, she had laid the groundwork for so long, and she hoped that he had already forgotten all about it.

To William, what he remembered was something that had truly been in his heart.

"St. John?" William's gaze turned deeper. After muttering to himself for a moment, he said in a low voice, "At that time, our school only had one Chinese student."

"Do you remember?"

Alice was shocked, and the jealousy in her heart started to bubble.

"Didn't you make me think about it?" William looked at her. He suddenly remembered her tone.

"I ..." Alice was at a loss for words, her stomach aching, and she reached out to the cup in front of her and took a sip, asking, "Then, is she really that good- looking?"

"It's been so many years, who knows if she's round or flat." Seeing Alice being so serious, and he thought for a moment, then said, "But I remember that her intelligence is pretty good. Back then, there were so many students at St. John's Hall, and only she could speak to me."

What William meant was that out of all the students, the junior was the only one who could follow the rhythm of his thoughts.

"Seems like you have a pretty deep impression of her."

Alice wanted to control herself, but she couldn't help but feel jealous.

"That's the only person I remember about St. John and that teacher." William said.

You only remember one person?

Heh.

She must be something special to be able to make the young master remember

her.

Alice sat there with much of jealousy, yet he still stared at her and asked: "What, how did you suddenly know about what happened to me at Saint John, did Daniel

Frank tell you?"

"Nope."

Alice replied gloomily, and she raised her cup and gulped down a mouthful of water.

"Dad, Mom."

Holy and Kathy walked over with Daniel Frank as they sat down on the dining chair beside Alice. Looking at the table that was filled with dishes, and Kathy exclaimed happily, "There's so many dishes, and it must be delicious." William originally wanted to ask Alice more, but after hearing that, he immediately pointed to the dishes cooked by Daniel Frank and asked sternly, "Kathy, eat dishes over there!"

"Why? I want to eat pork ribs! I love meat!

Kathy picked up her fork and forked it against one of the ribs. William glared at her and was about to snatch her fork away, but in the end, he endured it.

In order to prevent Kathy from continuing to fight over it, William decisively movednoveldrama

the fork towards the ribs. Before the forks could even touch the fragrant ribs, and

the entire plate of ribs was already carried away by Alice.

He looked up as Alice carried two dishes and left coldly.

"What are you doing?"

William frowned.

"It's not a good dish, so there's no need to eat. Eat the dishes the foster father

made, right?"

Alice said faintly as she returned to take away the two plates of food.

The few of them were all stunned as they watched her carry the dishes away one

by one. Kathy bit on the pork ribs in her mouth and muttered, "Why isn't it delicious?"

She thought it was delicious.

"Too much vinegar!"

Alice's voice was still faint, and she once again carried away the crab in front of William, and immediately placed the forks on the plate. The strength behind the

forks was so strong that Alice was unable to pull it away for a while.

William glared at her.

She also glared at William.

Their gazes met, and lightning flashed in their eyes.

The two children looked at them blankly.

The air was frozen over by the passage of time, but Alice was still unable to stop

William's stubbornness, and said: "This dish cannot be eaten, and let me carry it

away."