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.

which Chloe did it was something else. Her slender fingers wrapped around the stem of the glass, making it look like a piece of art. As she tilted her head back, revealing

the glass down, the crowd couldn't help but break into applause. Her expression remained unchanged, though a faint blush colored

the drinks, Mr. Connor. I trust you're satisfied now?" There was a hint of something more in

a moment, a slight smirk tugged at his lips. "You two truly make a loving couple." Then, he

churning, and he was on the

gaze drifting to the main table. Suddenly, she felt something cold splash against her chest. A glass of red wine had been dumped all

was just about to toast and tripped over the

steal the spotlight at the main table, drawing compliments for her genuine nature, wanted to

we do? I’ve ruined Chloe's dress," Lisa said, turning