Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

He wasn't too worried about Chloe getting into trouble. This place was just so huge; Chloe must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. It wasn't really a big deal.

Connor had no idea how to explain this to Pax. He quickly found the butler and demanded, "Where's Chloe right now?"

The old butler, sporting a kind smile, replied, "I haven't seen Ms. Chloe."

Connor suddenly grabbed the butler's suit collar, "I'll ask you again, where have you hidden her?"

"I really don't know," the butler responded, his smile unwavering and showing no signs of panic. The calmer he seemed, the creepier it felt.

"Where's my sister?" Connor had a hunch that Chloe's disappearance was tied to Claire.

"I don't know where she is, either."

car keys the butler was holding. It seemed he'd just come back from somewhere.

seat. Pax knew Connor well; he wasn't the type to lose his cool easily. Something serious must

have to worry so

to stay away from Chloe. He said Claire

Pax didn't see it as that serious. Maybe Claire wouldn't approve their relationship, but she would never harm Chloe. Despite her strictness, his mother was still the person

you better pray she hasn't done

my mom all wrong. She's your sister, why would you

road. Throughout the drive, Connor had the island's map etched in his mind. Suddenly, h remembered something. There was a grand theater on the island and

sister in the backyard, singing opera

never understood why. Every time she reached the climax, she'd have a breakdown. Eventually, their father dismantled the home's stage and forbade her from

performance.