Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 901

During this time, Pax had heard a ton of rumors about his mom. Yet, he just

couldn't wrap his head around them. Whether it was about his first love, Hank, her kidnapping years ago, or the wild things she'd done over the years, he was floored every time. But nothing hit him quite like this bombshell: his uncle was actually his brother.

Connor, cool as a cucumber on the outside, was thrown for a loop inside. Why had Claire's attitude towards him changed so much? What on earth had happened? And who clued her in?

"Connor, if I'd known you were Colin's and my kid, I would never have treated you like this. I regret it so, so much." All those words and thoughts boiled down to one thing: regret.

Chloe was just as stunned. She never saw this coming. How could Connor be Claire and Hank's kid? Claire was head over heels for Hank, and now she knew the person she'd tormented for decades was her beloved's child. Chloe couldn't even begin to imagine the chaos in her heart. It must feel like being torn apart.

Yet, Chloe found it all pretty ironic. Just a couple of weeks ago, Claire was hell- bent on trying to kill them, and now here she was, full of remorse. What had changed in between? But honestly, Chloe didn't care. Whatever pain Claire felt was on her, karma for her actions. Chloe only cared about Connor.

Connor's face was unreadable, like a calm lake. His voice was steady, filled with indifference. "I already knew."

words sent everyone spiraling back into shock. Claire quickly pulled

father isn't one of those criminals

another. Now, she just felt

out?" Claire's voice trembled

ice-cold, "Years ago, I stumbled across his

bothered to confirm them. He didn't need to. Today, he finally got his answer, but his heart didn't skip a beat. It was exactly as he had

felt like her heart was being stabbed. He'd known for years. She grabbed Connor's arm,

she'd known Connor was their child, she would've never done those things. Why hadn't he

a couple of

"If I'd told you, would that wipe the slate clean? Would all the hurt just vanish? Would we

"I stopped hoping for kindness from you

known, it would have just