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.

elevator up to private dining room number 8. Inside, there was only one

is there something you need from me?"

thriving, almost on par with

turn icy. "Amelia's watching from above, and she'll see what happens to the one who

chuckled heartily, "It wasn't me who did her in. I sent people in first to save her from that fire, but alas, fate had other plans. You can't pin

the

intelligence network. Yet, she perished in that mysterious blaze. Everyone 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.

asked, "Big sis, did you really call me here for

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

had figured

looking for him. She had

he mattered to her. Connor's voice was cool and detached. "Somewhere you'll never find, big

him go," Claire demanded, her

for me?"