All Chapters of The Billionaire's Wild Rose: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Victor had walked into the classroom before Rosalie, as an afterthought, thought of the words on the blackboard.She quickly stumbled inside.When she reached the door, she froze in place for an instant.She saw Victor staring at the words on the board with a murderous aura emanating from his body.He angrily went to erase it, and Rosalie ran over and hugged him."Victor, I beg you, don't ruin this place, I'll go back with you, okay? I'll go back with you."Her voice trembled and she knelt in front of Victor."Are you going to challenge me for this man?!" He was still feeling guilty that he shouldn't have been so rough with her last night."Do you want to die?" He stared at Rosalie, who was trembling on her knees at his feet, and questioned in a cold voice.Rosalie looked up and saw Victor holding a gun against her head.Rosalie was forced to lift her head by the gun, and she looked and sounded exhausted: "Victor, please, shoot me."Victor glared at her angrily as anger built in his e

Victor walked out of the bedroom with a gloomy face.When he found out that she had gone to H City, he drove three hours to get there personally.Besides, who was that so-called Carter to compare with him?Stepping into the study with a gloomy expression, he played a modest piece of piano music while sitting in front of the piano.Rosalie remained alone in the same spot, listening to the familiar piano music that could not ease the boredom in her chest.She took a brief shower and climbed into bed by herself.Just then, Victor's cell phone suddenly rang."Victor, your phone."In a moment, the piano in the study came to a screeching halt. Victor came out of the study, his face still very ugly."The sales data from the Bass family real estate business will be passed on in a moment. Archibald's family business relocation to the imperial capital was not a factor we consider. I only look at the results."He took the phone and went to the balcony to receive the call.Rosalie looked up and sa

He was disheveled and looked tired.It was eleven o'clock at night after the family's birthday party.Olivia told him to get a good night's sleep, but he couldn't sleep.It's been eight years, so why can't he find her?Rosalie, where the hell are you?He got out of the car with his wine, and walked along inside in the dim light of the campus, forlorn and sad.Suddenly, he stepped on something and looked down...The fairy wand and fireworks that spilled on the ground appeared in front of his eyes.His heart instantly thumped, and the wine in his hand fell to the ground, scarlet liquor dripping all over .....His eyes were red, he bent down and picked up the fairy wand on the ground, his voice trembled: "Rosalie, you came here, right?"He got up with the fairy wand and looked around, shouting Rosalie's name."Rosalie, it was you wasn't it?""Rosalie, you coward, why don't you come out?""Rosalie, I've been looking for you for eight years!"Carter screamed, but there was no response.He t

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the time; going over now should be just enough for a direct visit.She smiled politely at the driver.The young driver, obviously slightly stunned, nodded hastily, "Yes, Miss, please get in."Rosalie sat in the limousine, she tied her hair up in a sharp ponytail, looking young and energetic, like a vigorous college student.Her father had been in prison for eight years, and she only went once a year.It wasn't that she didn't want to go, it was just that when she saw her father, she wasn't sure how to respond to his questions.If her father found out that she didn't go to the prestigious university he expected, if he found out that she worked as an entertainment reporter, then he would be in endless self-reproach.Even more, now she had an even more humiliating occupation - mistress, she seemed to be surviving in the darkest and dirtiest corner of the whole world.In any case, she has to save as much as she could before her father was released from

Immediately after she parked the car, she saw Victor standing by the roadside in a black trench coat, and as soon as he saw the rundown car she was driving, Victor’s brows furrowed.Victor questioned: "Where did you find this scrap car, I've been waiting for you here for half an hour."Victor detested the reliable and fuel-efficient civilian car, and Rosalie didn't bother to put in extra effort for him.Rosalie looked at his empty hand and asked patiently, "Hey, how come I haven't seen your luggage?"When he left, she packed a sizable luggage for him."The driver took it home," Victor said with a frown."If you had a driver why didn't you let him take you home, why do I have to come all the way here to pick you up?" Rosalie asked incredulously.This man had a luxury car and did not take it, but had to wait here for her small broken car to pick him up."Give you a chance to show." He took on a patronizing tone.The gesture was unbeatable.Rosalie's face was expressionless as she starte