My Lord, My Billionaire Master

H-earing the sounds from the television, Alice Clyne opened the wardrobe and looked at the beautiful dresses inside.

What William Cullen had Daniel Frank buy for her were all high-end customization.

"The environment of the Isle of the Clouds is beautiful, and it is known as the Isle of the Clouds, due to the constant lingering mist. The island was filled with aristocratic facilities, churches, hotels, spa, resorts, airports, etc., all of them were available. It was the best place to relax one's spirit, and the consumption level was very high.

The Isle of the Clouds.

What a romantic place.

Alice Clyne took out a waist-length long skirt from the closet. It was made by Chanel and had a slightly sweet style.

After changing into a dress, Alice Clyne turned off the TV and walked out.

William Cullen was sitting on the leather sofa in the hall, holding a mobile phone as he moved it. His handsome face was expressionless.

"Mr. Cullen, I'll be going out now."

Alice Clyne walked over.

"Get out of here."

William Cullen did not even look at her, and continued to hold onto his phone.

He had eaten her full that night, so there was no reason not to let her go. Tell her to get lost.

It was extremely difficult to count on William Cullen to speak properly. Alice Clyne glanced at him but did not say anything. She picked up her bag and turned to leave.

The moment Alice Clyne disappeared from the house, William Cullen slammed her phone onto the ground and growled unhappily, "Where is the system optimized for? Why can't I see it? What's the difference between it and the previous update?"

Anger burned through the house.

Daniel Frank stood at the side with his head lowered, did not say a word.

"Do it again!"

William Cullen raised his leg and kicked the phone away.

A bunch of trash couldn't even do the most perfect thing with their cellphone system, so how could they all eat shit?

"Yes, young master. I'll call the main office right away."

Daniel Frank said as he nodded his head. He silently thought, yesterday Young Master said that this time, the optimization was not bad, why is it suddenly not working? 10 minutes later, in the fitness room, William Cullen slammed the dumbbell onto the massage chair and said unhappily, "This gym is not right, redecorate it for me!"

"Yes, Young Master. I'll send someone over immediately."

Daniel Frank handed a towel over to him with a respectful attitude.

The young master seemed to be in a bad mood today.

It seemed that it was not going well ever since Alice Clyne said that she would change clothes and go out. 20 minutes later, in the kitchen, William Cullen directly spat the cake in his mouth onto the table, his eyebrows knitted tightly, "What are you doing? Bring out such a horrible thing?"

Daniel Frank was speechless, this was made by the best pastry chef in France, he had purposely dug this out for himself.

"Which chef made it, it's fried!"

"Yes, young master."

Daniel Frank nodded. 30 minutes later, Daniel Frank was also scolded.

Daniel Frank finally could not resist stepping forward, and lowering his head he said, "Young Master, about the wedding banquet I mentioned that day..."

William Cullen was turning the entire kitchen upside down when he heard this, his face turned green, "I'm not going! Why do you have so much to say!"

"Yes, young master, I will send back the people sent by Miss Clyne's Brother - inlaw's company."

Daniel Frank said.

"What did you say?" Brother-in-law? '

William Cullen's action of smashing the pot suddenly stopped, and his black eyes swept coldly and harshly towards Daniel Frank.

The weather was getting warmer and the roads were crowded with people.

Alice Clyne rode her car and arrived at the airport, where a gigantic Private aircraft was parked. The wind was strong, messing up her long hair.

"minuscule thought, here, quickly, everyone is waiting for you! We have to fly to the island!" The foster father, Zed Clyne, stood below the plane and greeted her unhappily.

"Oh."

Alice Clyne walked over and followed his foster father upstairs. Zed Clyne was wearing a set of luxurious black suit, making his walking feel cool.

Naturally, he was happy that his daughter had married into the Wealthy Class.noveldrama

On the plane, the decorations were luxurious, and all of them were relatives and friends of the current family. They were chatting happily.

When Alice Clyne entered, everyone stopped talking and looked at her coldly. No one welcomed her.

She had long since abandoned her loved ones, and she had anticipated such a

scene.

Alice Clyne walked over, called her relatives one by one, and then sat down at the most distant place.

"minuscule thought, aren't you wearing the Chanel customization from before?" A cousin recognized that the dress that Alice Clyne was wearing was expensive.

All eyes shot at her like sharp arrows.

"Nope." Alice Clyne forced out a smile, "It's a copy."

"Like I said, the family doesn't give you money anymore. How can you afford to wear it?" The cousin scoffed. "You really are going all out. To attract attention, you even wore such a high imitation. At the very least, you should put on makeup. How can you be compared to others like that?"

Cousin is notorious for her acrimony.

Everyone looked at Alice Clyne with eyes full of disdain and disgust.

Alice Clyne was silent, pretending not to hear anything, and only looked outside the window.

She didn't even put on her makeup and chose the least eye-catching dress. Forget it. In their eyes, they had words to stab her no matter how she dressed.

Seeing that Alice Clyne did not even respond, her cousin became a little bored and started to fight with her second - generation rich boyfriend again. Everyone began to chat animatedly. Most of the content was about her, and they lowered their voices.

They treated her as if she didn't exist and couldn't be heard.

Alice Clyne sat on her seat and looked out of the window, beside him listening to everyone's conversation, she suddenly felt a little stuffy.

She had always thought that being by William Cullen's side was the hardest.

But now, she would rather stay by William Cullen's side and vent out her anger, anger, and temper directly.

At ten in the morning, the Private aircraft stopped at the Isle of the Cloud's airport.

Alice Clyne was the last to get off the plane. When she walked out of the cabin, she saw that the sky was covered with clouds and the sun was shining down through the thin layer of clouds, shining brightly.

It was a romantic place.

"Follow me and don't run around anywhere. You can just show up when the wedding begins."

The adoptive mother pulled Alice Clyne to her side, worriedly warning him again and again.

Alice Clyne was silent because she was afraid that she would act recklessly.

Alice Clyne walked into the room, while her foster mother looked at her with a serious face, as if she was guarding a prisoner.

Alice Clyne leaned against the window, looking at the few white pigeons on the ground.

"Mom, are you really that afraid of me messing around? Just don't let me do it." Alice Clyne said somewhat helplessly.

From the moment she decided to give up on Patrick Miller, she hoped more than anyone else that they wouldn't meet each other again.

"That won't do, the media will write about family discord!" His foster mother sat at the side and stared at her intently, then continued," Alice, if it wasn't for my preference as a mother, look at our relatives, who doesn't say how much you've overdone it in the past few years? You would've risked your life to steal my sister's boyfriend."

"Not biased?"

Alice Clyne asked with a cold smile.

"..." The foster mother's face stiffened.

Alice Clyne picked up a pigeon bag on the side and threw some out of the window. She didn't look at her foster mother, instead, she looked at the white pigeon and said, "Back then, in order to climb up to the top, father took the initiative to ask the Miller Family to release someone to take care of Patrick Miller. But who was it that took care of Patrick Miller afterwards? It's me."

Her voice was very calm. She didn't complain, she was merely stating a fact.

"I know you've been taking care of him for years, but no matter what, he loves your sister now." The foster mother said with a lack of confidence. "What if the situation between me and the flute is reversed?" Alice Clyne chuckled, "You guys probably want to say again that how I took advantage of Patrick Miller's amnesia to steal flute's boyfriend."

"Mom, do you really have a clear conscience for saying those words that aren't biased?" Alice Clyne turned her head and smiled at her foster mother.

Her foster mother's face turned red, then white as she spoke. Under her clear gaze, she turned her face to the side, refusing to meet her gaze. Her expression turned gloomy.

"Mom, I don't blame you for being biased. I know that without all of you, I would have been an orphan my entire life." Alice Clyne slowly said, "But you don't have

to keep brainwash me, so I'll think I'm wrong. I'm an adult, I can tell right from wrong."

She had never felt that her six years of pestering had been wrong.

She wanted to recall Patrick Miller's memories, and she fought to the death against him, so now that she had given up, she wouldn't regret anything.

The foster mother sat there, unable to say a word. After a while, her eyes turned

red.

Seeing her adopted mother like this, Alice Clyne's heart felt a little sour.

In fact, her adoptive mother still doted on her, but no matter what, her biological mother was still better than her adoptive mother. This was a matter of course.

Alice Clyne walked over to her, crouched down beside her, and said seriously with his head raised, "Don't worry, I've already caused enough trouble, I will not cause trouble for flute anymore."

The foster mother looked at her, stunned. "Alice"

Alice Clyne laid her face on her knees, just like how she had when she was

young.

After a long while, the foster mother's somewhat rough hands gently touched her

body, tears falling onto her face. Her voice was choked with sobs, "My baby is that

of the most obedient child ..."

His foster mother had often said this when she was young.

But then, there was nothing else.

When Alice Clyne heard this, she could not bear it. She closed her eyes, and her

eyelashes became wet.

"After flute's wedding, you must find a good man and marry him." The foster

mother choked and said.

Good man.

Because of Patrick Miller, because of William Cullen, she was close to becoming afraid of men, she only wanted to live a life of freedom, it belonged to himself.

As the wedding ceremony drew near, the group headed for the church. Along the way, her cousins were talking nonstop.

"Patrick Miller is indeed the crown prince, his actions are extraordinary. Just now when I took a boat out to sea, I found out that all those yachts are under Mary Clyne's name." "Mary Clyne is so happy. She received both fame and fortune, and

is also doted upon like this. In the future, we won't be able to enjoy all of our blessings."

It was probably because after a long conversation, the adoptive mother felt that

she owed Alice Clyne. Hearing this, she patted her hands with a comforting look

in her eyes, indicating that she should not listen.

Alice Clyne smiled faintly, not minding at all.

One by one, the group entered the church and took their seats.

Alice Clyne helped her foster mother to sit down. Just as she was about to sit

down, he heard a burst of exclamations -

"Is that William Cullen? N.E That William Cullen?"