MR. BILLIONAIRE, HAVE MERCY ON US

Chapter 17. Warned

" There is something I have to tell you. Wait for me, don't go anywhere," he told her seriously and immediately hung up.

Liliana furrowed her brows, wondering what scar was up again.

Half an hour later, Scar appeared, in his usual black outfits, appearing dashing and cool. He stuffed his hands into his pocket lazily and ambled into the restaurant.

It was already late, so hearing someone walking through the entrance, Liliana raised her head up.

" You came as fast as you can," she muttered sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

" My bad," Scar placed his left palm on his chest and apologized calmly.

He took his seat and faced Liliana.

" So why are you here? I am already tired, and I need to rest. I have work tomorrow, and I don't want to be late. Quickly, tell me what you want to say." Liliana complained with a tightly knitted brows and urged him impatiently, yawning at the same time.

Scar drowned a glass of water and took out a cigar. He lit it immediately and inhaled a good