Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 906

Choosing to be a good or bad person is entirely up to the individual, and you can't always blame destiny for everything. Connor, for instance, had been tormented by her since he was a kid. But he made a promise to himself early on: no matter what life threw his way, he wouldn't turn out like Claire. Whether you decide to offer an umbrella to others after getting drenched or rip someone else's apart is always a personal choice. Maybe, just maybe, this ending is the best one she could have had. After all, death wipes the slate clean.

Connor glanced into the distance, murmuring, "Mom, I don't hate you anymore..." He lingered on the balcony for a bit before heading back inside. The lingering smell of smoke clung to him, so he took a shower first. Then he wandered over to the window, pulled back the covers, and gingerly lay down.

whole time, but kept her eyes shut. Once Connor settled in, she snuggled up

A wave of warmth surged through him, filling up the emptiest corners of his heart. The painful, twisted scars seemed to heal instantly. A gentle smile

it was time for Claire's funeral—a proper send-off. Connor was handling everything, despite the Sartori family's scandals. They were still the wealthiest around. The who's who of the Eldridge Elites showed up

eyes were red when he saw Claire. He despised her too. He'd been her loyal follower all his life, only to be used and tossed aside. He'd dreamed of getting back at her one day. But seeing her lying there so peacefully, he remembered