Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Connor shook his head, "It's just not happening, Diana. Take care of yourself, okay?"

With that, Connor turned and walked away, his steps long and determined. Diana stood there, tears pouring down her cheeks like rain. She understood exactly what Connor meant. But after all these years, he had become her whole world. And now, with everything crashing down around her, how could she possibly think straight?

Meanwhile...

Chloe had been waiting in the private dining room for ages, and Connor still hadn't come back. Anxiety started creeping in. She couldn't even enjoy the fancy food in front of her anymore. So, she decided to get up and look for him. The problem was, she had no clue where he might be.

Luckily, just as she stepped out, she bumped into the waiter who had shown them in.

"Excuse me," Chloe asked, "Do you know which room Claire booked?"

"Ms. Claire?" The name was practically famous around there. Chloe nodded.

8,"

then, the waiter had a sudden realization-Claire wasn't in Room 8 on this floor. She was actually one floor up. He wanted

Room 8 right there on that floor. As she walked past a security door, she overheard some voices coming from below. At first, she didn't pay it much mind. But then she caught snippets like "Room 8" and "drug." That made her

planning to drug Connor? As she listened more closely, it became clear something was off. The conversation didn't make

how am I supposed to

Look for the one who's all stiff and straight-laced. Oh, and

deal. Aren't we going to

The drug's undetectable after half an hour. Once you've done it, wait in the room. I'll bring him over and you

kind of dirt on

swne

he'll be under our

through the crack in the security door Chloe