Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 10

Her haughty tone had an edge of playful sassiness that made Lucas' heart skip a beat. But it didn’t take long for him to catch on.

She was trying to seduce him on purpose.

Lucas frowned. "Chloe, cut the act. Even if you were stark naked, I wouldn’t bat an eye."

He turned on his heel and added, "I'll be waiting in the car."

Ten minutes later, Chloe slid into the car beside him.

Lucas, reclining in the backseat with his eyes shut, said, "Danny, take us to Valley Vista Manor."

An hour later, they arrived at the foot of the hill. The car wound its way up the mountain road, flanked by towering sycamore trees whose leaves formed a canopy, plunging the road into a cool, green twilight. It was like a tunnel of foliage.

like ages, the scene opened up to a breathtaking view. A grandiose building reminiscent of a castle slowly emerged

and a small army of waiters in crisp

spot in the open-air parking

doors swung open to reveal a red carpet stretching from inside the building, guiding

was a handcrafted Persian rug from Isfahan, woven from a mix of wool, cotton, silk, gold, and silver threads. The colors were vivid, and the craftsmanship was impeccable. This rug, by any standard, was top-tier. Each square meter of

endless red carpet, Chloe couldn't help but gasp. Everyone knew the Sartori family was loaded, but now, the scale of

the villa, the opulence was even more staggering. The walls displayed precious antique blue- and-white porcelain, a massive British antique clock,

first-floor banquet hall. Who

quite traditional. There were a hundred tables set for guests. Round tables lined the

seats

over there. The guy in the black suit—he's the director of the National Land Agency. And that person in white—isn't that the mayor

of Riverbrook, even the mayor of Eldridge City is here, along with several high- ranking officials. Marian really went

two tables out of the hundred, and they're placed at

is already quite an