Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

At first, Pax didn't say a word. He just kept his head down, focused on his steak. But Claire kept piling more food onto his plate. Finally, Pax couldn't take it any longer and snapped, "Mom, I'm not a kid

anymore. I can feed myself."

Suddenly, the whole restaurant fell into an eerie silence.

In the live stream chat:

[Mom? Mom! MOM!!!!!]

[Why is Pax calling the heiress of the Sartori Corporation 'mom'? Could it be...]

[Stop guessing. Let me spill the tea: Pax is the only son of Claire and her ex-husband Desmond. H's heir to both the Sartori and Gilbert families. His pedigree is even more prestigious than Connor's. One day, he's set to inherit not just the Sartori Corporation but also the Gilbert family's empire.]

[How could you keep such a massive secret for so long!]

[Since you're calling me out, there's another secret I'm not revealing.]

Golden Promise! If you don't, I'll die

and here

isn't hustling in the entertainment industry because

one more rich

servant has finally found

hating on the rich, flipped over in anger, but my charger

was just about

call out "mom," she dropped it with a loud "duang" into her bone china plate, the sound ringing

couldn't stay calm either. He silently pulled back his fork and let his gaze shift between

stole a quick glance at Claire before quickly lowering her head again, wishing the dinner would end

completely clueless. "Pax, have you lost your mind? Even if you want to cozy up to Ms. Claire, you can't just call her 'mom' out of nowhere. Have

been thinking ever

be a dream come true. Over the years, she had gained countless godfathers and godmothers. At dinner parties, a bit of boldness was usually enough to get the wealthy and influential to

blurted it out so naturally. And he didn't call her godmother-he called

was looking at Kalilah like she was