Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Connor chimed in, "It's my eldest sister. She's here too and spotted us when we parked."

Chloe took a sip of her soup. "So, what's she want with you?"

Connor replied, "I'll head over to her private dining room for a bit; you keep enjoying your meal."

Chloe set her spoon down. "I'll tag along."

Connor gave Chloe's shoulder a reassuring pat. "No need, just keep eating. I'll be back before you know it."

"Don't sweat it. This is my turf; she can't pull anything here."

Connor's eyes steeled with determination. "Plus, I'm not making the same mistake twice."

Chloe had faith in Connor. After all, Jeffery had just given Claire a stern punishment yesterday. Surely, she wouldn't stir up any trouble now.

to private dining room number 8. Inside, there

is there something you need from me?" he

is thriving, almost on par with

from above, and

heartily, "It wasn't me who did her in. I sent people in first to save her from that fire, but

had been the

knew who was behind it, but there was never any proof. That was Claire's cunning. Over the years, she'd committed countless misdeeds and even had a few lives on her conscience. But she always slipped through the cracks, leaving no evidence behind. She was wildly unpredictable, yet remarkably clear-headed

on it, so he asked, "Big sis, did you really call me here for nothing else

and poured herself a glass of wine. "Of course there's something.

had figured

for him. She

mattered

Claire demanded, her tone calm but

for