Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Winston's expression was as dark as a storm cloud, like someone had poked a hole in his gentlemanly facade.

With a hint of irritation, he snapped, "No!"

Cassie lit up with realization, "Oh, so you're Parker. But calling you Parker feels off now, doesn't it? From here on out, I'm calling you Alex."

She quickly added, "And what about Aaron? What's Wayne been up to lately? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Winston replied with a shrug, "He's off in Hollywood, making a movie."

Cassie raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Well, look at that. The kid's done well for himself. Always used to be so dark and awkward, now he's living off his looks. But hey, Westerners have their own ideas of beauty." Winston: "......"

Since Chloe quit her job, she hadn't quite figured out her next move. During the day, she kept busy helping Ann with the boutique's renovations.

Lumine Garden was just a hop, skip, and a jump from Winston's private clinic.

Around noon, Chloe popped over to Winston's place for a bite to eat. They spent the afternoon chatting away.

By four o'clock, Chloe decided it was time to head out. Cassie's bar was having its grand opening, and she wanted to be there early.

hang out tonight? You're always cooped up in the clinic-how're

known each other for years. Despite his playboy looks, Winston's lifestyle was simple-no smoking, no

his masterpieces. Whenever he had downtime, you could bet he'd have a carving knife in hand, losing himself in the art for hours. Winston, usually so

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detected a glimmer of

grin, Chloe

headed over

massive place, but its unique style, complete with a boxing ring,

was buzzing. A

announced with a grin, "Tonight's on me,

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is such a

Cassie's real story. Even within the elite circles,

and swagger gave off

rough-around-the-edges charm

to

loved being