Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Lisa was a wreck, sobbing and making a scene.

Lucas hesitated for a moment before stepping inside. He approached Jacob and Leah, struggling to keep his emotions in check. "Where's Chloe?" he asked.

Jacob and Leah were stunned to see him return. After all, Lucas had a hand in the chaos that had erupted within the Meadows family today.

Jacob's frustration was palpable. "Lucas, why are you back? We've watched you grow up and loved you like our own son. And what did you do? You let Chloe down, chose someone who led you astray, and brought disgrace to our family."

Lucas had no time for this. He needed to find Chloe. "Mr. Jacob, this is all my fault. I'll make amends. But please, tell me where Chloe is. Where is she now?"Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Lisa noticed the storm brewing in Lucas' eyes, a barely contained fury. She figured he was here to confront Chloe.

With a twisted grin, Lisa chimed in loudly, "Chloe's up on the 88th floor of the Cloud Top. Mr. Connor is throwing her a big birthday bash. Lucas, I know you don't care about my sister, but she is your wife. She's been flirting with other men. Doesn't it bother you to be cheated?"

A few days ago, Lisa had stumbled upon Chloe on a date with Connor. She'd sent the photos to Lucas, expecting a massive fallout. But, to her surprise, nothing happened.

Lucas might not love Chloe, but no man liked being humiliated. Sure enough, his face turned even darker. He shot Lisa a cold glance and then left.

Meanwhile, the 88th floor's dome banquet hall was buzzing with life. Despite the last-minute preparations, the Cloud Top staff had outdone themselves, making the place look like a scene from a dream.

The venue boasted a cold buffet, with a long table draped in pristine satin, laden with exquisite dishes and

Champagne towers

stood tall, surrounded by fresh flowers, their scents filling the air.

Even the band was top-notch, fresh from a major international win.

At the heart of the hall was a huge dance floor. Guests swayed gracefully to the music, and in the midst of them were Connor and Chloe.

Chloe had changed into a fiery red

dress that hugged her waist and revealed a sliver of her back, accentuating her flawless skin. They weren't doing a delicate waltz but an intense and passionate tango.

Back in school, Chloe had been a dance sensation. Though she'd trained in the elegance of ballet, she had a soft spot for modern and Latin dances.

It had been a while since she last danced, but as the music played, her body remembered. She was surprised to see Connor could dance too, and even more so by the strange harmony they shared.

Their steps, spins, leaps, and pauses

were perfectly synchronized, as if they had danced together countless times. Dancing with him, Chloe felt an unexplainable familiarity. A vague image flickered in her mind, but before she could grasp it, it slipped back into the depths of her memory.