Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire
Chapter 25: The Anger In Her Eyes
When Alvera came out of the kitchen with the chicken noodle soup, Roland was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
She walked over and set the soup on the coffee table.
He was looking at a copy of Advanced Mathematics that she had left on the coffee table. She snatched the book away and closed it with a snap. "Don't look at other people's stuff."
"Advanced Mathematics?" he asked. "Aren't you a little old for this?"
Alvera's face turned cold. She picked up the several exercise books on the table and put them to the side. Her voice was tight and cold. "I was in prison at the age I was supposed to read these."
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Roland frowned unconsciously at the mention of prison.
He looked at her and said with an annoyed face, "It's your own fault for not studying well."
"Not studying well?" Alvera scoffed silently. "Me?"
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He knew nothing about her past. He had no right to say that.
Alvera clenched her fists and glared at him, her eyes was glowering with anger.
Once upon a time, she had worked so hard at her studies, all just so she could get into a good university, find a good job, earn a decent living and escape Quebec City, escape the Earhart family with her mother.
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trampled into the ground by the Earhart family and this man in front
nail on the head? You did this yourself, there's no need to act like this now. What's the use of studying
gritted her teeth and
this
and smiled. "Drink the soup. Get
picked up the books and turned to go
there." Roland stopped
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to her, and
and asked, "Is there anything
her by the chin and warned, "Don't
know what I'm thinking of underneath all these, I'm happy to oblige. I want to kill you. I want to rip
on her lips as she
his spine when he
speak to him like this
the
but
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nowhere to vent his anger, so he leaned down and bit
strong smell of alcohol entered
the ground as she raised her arms and slapped his shoulders, trying
between his arms, not
the entire duration
of her, both
raised her hand to slap him, but he grabbed her wrist. "Alvera Earhart, you started this game. Don't