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.

Room 8," the waiter

Room 8 on this floor. She was actually one floor up. He wanted to let Chloe know but she was already gone. With a sigh,

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

Claire really be planning to drug Connor? As she listened more closely, it became clear something was off.

many people in Room 8, how am I supposed to know which one is

all stiff and straight-laced. Oh, and he has a scar on

a big deal. Aren't we going to get into trouble messing

an hour. Once you've done it, wait in the room. I'll bring him over and you can record everything.

of dirt on a

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he'll be under

the security door Chloe