My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 890

Alice stood there alone, looking at this place with an indescribable feeling.

Behind her, William stood there and coldly looked at her figure while clenching his teeth tightly.

Suddenly, he regretted bringing her back.

Needless to say, she could only think of that group of people in this place, especially that man.

"What's there to look at? Go in, I'm hungry."

Seeing her carefully sizing up the surroundings, a wave of displeasure surged in his mind, he rushed forward a few steps and opened the villa's door.

After careful cleaning, there was not a trace of the musty smell, and there was even a little fragrance in the air.

"Coming."

Alice walked inside and looked at everything inside. The furniture was still the same as before, but in order to be effectively used, all the sofas and chairs were covered with clean cushions, which gave her a strange feeling, as if it was not the home she stayed in many years ago.

"Where's the kitchen?"

William shot her a glance.

As a big stomach king, the basic culture was to care about the location of the kitchen.

"What would you like to eat?" Alice rolled up her sleeves and asked as she walked into the kitchen with her long hair tied up.

The kitchen appliances had all been changed. All of them were the latest luxury brands. Even the utensils had been changed.

All the previous ones had been thrown away.

"Master."

Mr Palace walked in from outside with two bags of ingredients and it placed it on the table and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"No need." Alice took out two fresh boxes of eggs and placed them away and asked, "William, how about some egg soup? You've had enough heavy soup recently, so something easy would be fine."

After saying that, she did not receive a response for a long time. Alice turned her head in surprise, and she realized that William had not followed her into the kitchen.

Strange.

As long as she was there, as long as he was there, he would follow her into the kitchen, but not today.

Alice bit her lips. Was William really not happy today? Or was he worried because of the impending conflict with Lancaster?

If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have come here.

"Master, do you want me to go and ask Mr. William?" Mr. Palace asked.

"Forget it, there's no need for that. Just help me."

Alice thought for a while and said, William would definitely like all of her cooking.

In the living room outside, William stood there with his eyes sweeping over the room with disdain.

What kind of crappy place was this? The servants in the Cullen Family were all better off than living here. How could such a small crappy place accommodate five people?

Didn't that mean that they were always crowding?

The moment he thought of that scene, William felt even more stuffy, and his expression worsened.

No wonder Alice's taste was so terrible at the beginning, it was all because of the Clyne family. This sofa, this table, were so ugly, this lamp was truly too ugly, too.

Living here would only make one want to vomit. She could even develop intimate relationship with Patrick, huh.

"Bam."

William kicked another chair beside the wall down, venting his emotions. On the wall, there were two small people painted on it as well as a few crooked words.

Mary.

Patrick.

With one look, he could tell that it was not painted by Alice. The painting was so ugly. William could only give a cold snort, there was even a love triangle here.

Huh!

William picked the chair up with a gloomy face. Someone knocked on the door a few times.

William turned his head, only to see the old guard standing at the door, holding some vegetables. He looked at him while smiling, "Where's Alice?"

"In the kitchen."

William coldly replied. He did not have a good impression of anything here, not even grass.

"Oh, it's like this. I was thinking that since you guys just came back, you probably don't know where the market is, so I picked up some vegetables and gave them to you." Alexander smiled and said, "Why don't you come to my place to eat?"

"No need."

He wouldn't eat anything this way.

William's coldness could be felt even a thousand miles away, Alexander also felt embarrassed, he wanted to look for Alice, but seeing William, he felt scared and he put down the vegetables and said, "Then I'll leave the vegetables here. You guys cook them yourselves, don't hesitate to tell me if you need anything."

What could he, William, be lacking?

William looked at the vegetables in disdain. The "no need" he just said meant that he didn't have the intention to take the vegetables. Just as he was about to speak, Alexander saw the little person on the wall and laughed, "It's Mary, I really miss them a lot. At that time, the three children were so lively, and it's been so many years since I last saw them."

William looked at him coldly. He stood there and did not say a word. Still not leaving.

Did he want him to chase him out?