Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 177



Linda collapsed to the ground with a thunderous crash.

It felt like the whole elevator shook. The wolf had slammed right into the elevator doors. Linda trembled all over. Just moments ago, the wolf was outside the door, its maw wide open, revealing long, sharp teeth. If she'd been a second later, that monstrous beast would have snapped her neck.

How could this be happening? Linda had never imagined she'd face something like this in her life. The howling outside the elevator was relentless, one howl after another, like it could tear everything apart.

Linda was stunned for a few seconds before snapping to her senses. Call the police! She could call the police. Luckily, her phone was in her pocket. Linda dialed 911 but found that all signals were jammed. 'Chloe. You're ruthless. What do I do now?' She thought to herself.

Her gaze fixed on the last message she had sent from her phone. It was to Lucas. Lucas would come; he had to. Linda knew today was bound to end in a showdown after receiving Chloe's sudden invitation. So earlier, she had messaged Lucas. She had hoped Lucas would come and witnessChloe's harshness toward her while she humbly admitted her faults. But before Lucas could arrive, this happened. She was even more terrified that she wouldn't hold out until Lucas came.

background, it seemed Chloe had returned to the control room, still leisurely sitting in that chair. Linda screamed at her in a

smiled, casually flipping her wavy hair. Her smile was dazzling, captivating. But the coldness in her eyes couldn't be hidden. "Linda, you're not the only

the bright and sunny Chloe she knew? Chloe seemed more like a demon from hell. Linda quickly begged for mercy, "Chloe, please, I'm

consequences instead of heeding the warning." She stared at the screen, her tone calm but oppressive. "Tell me, who was it? You must know

ground, sobbing. "I don't know. I really don't know." "Linda, I can open the elevator doors

could control it remotely. Linda heard the scratching

thread. She retreated in terror to the

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like it was about to burst from her chest, her entire demeanor