Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Halfway through dinner, Jacob suddenly piped up, "Hey, Chloe, got a call from Tony at your station today. He said you quit your job there?" Chloe took a calm sip of her soup. "Yep, I did."

Leah shot Chloe a surprised look. She couldn't believe Chloe had actually left the TV station. Back when she was deciding what to study, Leah had hoped she'd go for design or business, but Chloe was dead set on media. She always said being a journalist was her dream. Despite all the bumps along the road, she had finally made it to the TV station. Leah never thought she'd abandon her dream so easily. Did something happen? Though she was worried, Leah kept quiet and just let out a soft sigh.

On the flip side, Lisa was over the moon. Without the glamour of being a prime-time host, Chloe was just like everyone else. How could she possibly outshine her now?

Jacob chimed in, "You should've left that job ages ago. It wasn't doing anything for the family business. Now you're free, why not join the company? Dad's always kept the head designer spot open for you."

Lisa flared up immediately, "Dad, you can't do that! That position is supposed to be mine."

"Quiet down. After everything, you still want to be head designer? Everyone knows you copied Missy's designs. It's your plagiarism that's brought the company down, and you still have the nerve to go for that position?" Lisa's face flushed with embarrassment. Meanwhile, Chloe casually said, "I'm thinking of taking a break and not working for a while."

quickly tried to smooth things over, "I get it, you just quit and probably want some time to relax.

Chloe shrugged, "We'll see."

purpose, just to rub it in. Lisa was so frustrated she nearly snapped her spoon. Then a thought struck her. Having Chloe work at the company was better than her hanging around Connor. After all, being close could work

always favoring Chloe. Since there's no place for me at the company, hey Connor, can you hook me up with a job at your place? I've been stuck at home for a month, and I'm

en

She was well aware of what Lisa was plotting. And

mouth with a napkin. "The jobs I've got, you might not be

"Oh, come on, Connor can handle anything. Whatever job you have, I'm game. Even if it's just making

she'd made her intentions clear enough. She wanted to be