Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

"Connor, let me go!"

Chloe struggled fiercely. But she found herself held by the ankle, unable to move.

When did Connor, who was usually as weak as a kitten, get so strong? She felt a bit of a burn, but it was just a splash of soup. Nothing serious.

Connor stared at her foot for a while. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. But he didn't let go of Chloe right away.

"Are you okay? What was that scream about?"

That piercing scream-everyone had heard it.

Chloe frowned and said, "It wasn't me. It was Faith."

Sure enough, Faith's heart-wrenching voice echoed again, "Surf and Turf... well, well, what's going on? No, you haven't romanced my taste buds yet. You can't die."

Connor frowned slightly. Finally, he let go of Chloe.

Chloe stood up straight away. She stepped aside, keeping some distance. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke, "I'm sorry."

Connor looked at her calmly, "Sorry for what?"

Chloe felt a bit guilty and somewhat despondent, "For ruining the Surf and Turf you spent twelve hours making."

perfect cooking temperature, he had stayed by the stove for a full six hours. It could be said that Connor had put a lot of effort into that Surf

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