Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 19

Lucas was stuck in a tough spot. With a determined gulp, he downed his glass of whiskey in one go. Before he could even set the glass down, another was thrust into his hand. And then another. And another.

Lucas had been feeling under the weather all day, and his headache had only started to ease by evening. Now, with a few glasses of booze in his system, the pounding in his head came back in full force. By the eighth glass, he was at his limit. He swayed, teetering on the edge of collapse.

Lucas wasn’t much of a drinker, and no one knew this better than Chloe. But she, on the other hand, could hold her liquor surprisingly well.

"Two more drinks? I'll take them," she said, stepping in after Lucas set down his glass. Without a word, she took the glass, tilted her head back, and knocked it back smoothly. Then she grabbed the last one.

piece of art. As she tilted her head back, revealing her elegant, swan-like neck, she drank with unhurried ease, exuding a natural, almost lazy grace. It was as if she wasn’t dealing with a challenge

glass down, the crowd couldn't help but break into applause. Her expression remained unchanged, though a faint blush colored her cheeks, making her look even more vibrant and spirited. Like a stunning

Connor. I trust you're satisfied now?" There was a hint

a slight smirk tugged at his lips. "You two truly make a loving couple." Then, he turned and sat down, seemingly losing interest. Others quickly stepped up

felt awful. His stomach was churning, and he was

main table. Suddenly, she felt something cold splash against

toast and tripped over the carpet," Lisa's fake

Lisa had done it on purpose. She saw Chloe steal the spotlight at the main table, drawing compliments for her genuine nature, wanted to

we do? I’ve ruined Chloe's