Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 229



Soon enough, the police showed up.

Chloe didn't know a word of French, but the boy in the white shirt, who had stepped in earlier, was chatting with the officers in perfect French.

Next thing she knew, the cops were hauling away the blonde guy and the one with the dreadlocks.

The boy in white then ran over to Chloe.

At that moment, Chloe was sitting on a bench in the square. One of her high heels had snapped in half, and her ankle was swollen. Chloe was gently massaging her ankle.

The boy noticed. He rushed over, concerned, and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

Chloe looked up, pretending to be stern. "If it weren't for your heroics, I'd be fine."

The boy's face turned beet red. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were so capable." He figured it out then.

She had been fixing the buckle on her heel but was actually timing her kick perfectly. If he hadn't suddenly lunged, she wouldn't have had to pull back and wouldn't have twisted her ankle.

Taking in the boy's blushing cheeks and guilty look, Chloe suddenly laughed. "Kid, I'm just messing with you."

quickly, handled the situation decisively, and showed a lot of

the way you rushed

boy's face. He was a bit embarrassed by the praise, scratching

As a guy, I couldn't stand by and watch

laughed heartily. "What's

What's

her wavy hair.

you live? Let

to walk without help,

eyes lit up, "What a coincidence, I'm staying at

this, Chloe

Hotel was

in Paris, and not

could stay there. Even the most basic room

ultra-wealthy can afford to stay there, and this boy in front of her was dressed very simply in a plain white

he looked extremely fresh and clean, giving off

Chloe judged people by

Qu

the hem of his white T-shirt.