Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chloe's face stayed as composed as ever. She held a flute of champagne and walked up to Lisa without missing a beat. Lisa thought, 'No way Chloe would dare to make a scene today. Leah would tear her apart if she did.' So, Lisa felt pretty safe mocking her.

"Chloe, my shoes are filthy. Mind cleaning them for me?" Lisa smirked, sticking a foot out toward Chloe. She even reached for Chloe's champagne flute and was ready to sip and watch Chloe degrade herself. Lisa winked at someone nearby, hinting at them to record the whole thing.

Chloe didn't say a word, seemingly ready to hand over the flute. But just as Lisa's fingers were about to grasp it, Chloe held the flute with both hands and, in a single, deliberate motion, poured the champagne in a straight line on the floor. The liquid quickly soaked into the carpet, splashing all over Lisa's fancy shoes.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Lisa nearly screamed. Her shoes were custom-made crystal heels from Milan, encrusted with thousands of hand-sewn crystals. A two-month labor of love worth millions was now soaked and ruined.

"Chloe, what the hell are you doing?" Lisa was livid, not believing Chloe had the guts to humiliate her like that in front of everyone. Chloe calmly placed the empty flute on a waiter's tray. Her movements were so natural and elegant as if she had just been casually toasting with friends.

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Chloe tossed her wavy hair back, her demeanor as lazy and nonchalant as a cat that had just woken up. "Just sharing a drink with you, Lisa. Don't let

I go to waste," she said, her voice carrying a hint of aloofness and indifference. Then she turned and walked away.

For a moment, the crowd was stunned. Then someone beside Lisa whispered, "Hey, what she did looked like some kind of ritual for the dead."

With that, everyone started to piece it together. Chloe's movements had indeed resembled those used in memorial services.

"Is she cursing you or something?"

The crowd was buzzing with shook and disbelief. Chloe, who everyone thought was just a dependent, had actually pulled something like this on Lisa.

Lisa's face tumed white with rage. Not only were her million-dollar shoes ruined, but she was also publicly humiliated. "Chloe, you stop right there!" she shouted and quickly

caught up to Chloe, ber

path.

"How dare you! Do you even realize your place? If it wasn't for me pleading with Mom, you wouldn't even be allowed to celebrate with us. You're not even grateful, and you pull this stunt?"

Supporters around Lisa chimed in. "Yeah, Lisa, she should lick your shoes clean." "On your birthday, no less. She should kneel and apologize." "Teach her a lesson, Lisa."

Despite the mounting pressure, Chloe's smile didn't waver. She spoke slowly, "Lisa, don't push it. I can make this even worse for you. Want to test me?"