My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 763

- What should I do

With that, William's eyes became even colder, releasing killing intent. He clenched the hand that was by his side, and his entire body was filled with hostility.

Alice looked at William worriedly. Did he really come here to cause trouble?

Weren't they all gone because the more they thought about it, the angrier they became?

Impossible.

William looked at Lambert coldly. He did not roar out in anger nor did he curse him back, but instead, he looked around the entire hall. Then, with a cold expression, he walked to a tea table, lifted his hand and flipped the table open.

The next second, he was knocking over an antique pottery that had been placed under the coffee table. The pottery was fragile, and when it hit a hard object, there was a crisp sound.

After that, William turned his head and looked at Lambert with disdain.

"..."

Lambert stood there, his hand pressing on his chest with a calm expression, but a trace of blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his lips.

The blood was forced out.

His favorite porcelain.

The last antique in his house! The last one!

"Who put the porcelain there? Who is it? Who exactly is it? "

Lambert roared hysterically. The veins on his face bulged out one after another, making him look terrifyingly malevolent.

Alice was also hollered until she was stupefied, looking at Lambert blankly. Lambert had always been aloof and proud; even after his identity had been exposed, he didn't need to speak in such a loud voice.

"Come, it's too late to release it. I thought I wouldn't be able to see it if I hid it." the maid said weakly.

"Do you think that the whole world is blind?"

The veins on his forehead were bulging and his lips were trembling from anger.

"..."

Alice watched the scene quietly, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that the scene was very funny.

"Can you talk to me now?" William slowly adjusted his collar and looked at Lambert with a cold expression.

Lambert wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said while shaking his breath, "You can go ahead and smash it. My Lambert Mansion no longer has anything of value."

"Is that so?"

William said coldly, "Men, smash the two lions outside!"

A few staff members turned around and left upon hearing the commotion. Alice was startled, but she heard David saying from behind: "If I didn't miss the chance, then the lion pair ought to be a cultural relic as well."

Cultural relics.

All right.

Their eyes were poisonous.

Lambert's face was ashen. He looked at the staff who were about to smash the lions and slowly raised his hand. "Wait.Mr. Cullen, you just want to talk about it, right? Alright, I'll talk to you!"

Talk.

It's nothing, really.

"Come, let's go to your consultation room."

With that, William walked towards the clinic. Alice wanted to follow, but William shot her a glance, "You don't have to come; wait for me outside."

Alice pursed her lips and watched William take a briefcase from a staff member at the side before walking into the clinic.

Lambert followed him into the empty consultation room. His body was still weak. Step by step, he walked towards the table.

"Bam."

William slammed the door shut and threw the briefcase on the table with a cold face.

Lambert looked at his ruthless aura and could not help but mock himself. To what extent would he be stupid enough to think that the famous William was actually a docile and bullied man?

The man in front of him clearly wanted to rule the world.

Lambert weakly sat down at the table and asked, "Mr. Cullen, you and I are enemies; what do you want to talk about?"

Could it be that Alice did not keep her words, and came to probe his secret, then turned around and sold him out?

William sat in front of him, opened his briefcase and took out a document from his bag, then smashed it onto Lambert's face, "These are all for you!"

Lambert was stunned. He reached out to grab the document and lowered his eyes to look at it. Surprisingly, there were some antiques on it. Some of them were even extremely rare and precious. There were definitely no other objects in this world.

These antiques were long recognized as extinct, but they did not expect to be in William's possession.

"As long as you nod your head, these things will all be yours." William said, his voice was cold and low, "Not only that, no matter what you want, I can give it to you! Women, real estate, rights, anything!"

Women.

It seems that Alice did not sell him out.

"Mr. Cullen, I don't understand what you mean." Lambert pulled himself out of the temptation of the antique and raised his eyes to look at William. He had calmed down a little now.

It seems that William did not come back to tear down his house.

"What do you think should I do if the only person who can treat Alice is me?"

William asked coldly.

"Mr. Cullen is a smart person. You should understand why I'm saying this."

With William's intelligence, there was no reason for him not to understand that.

"I don't understand!"