Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



They walked in a relaxed stride, one behind the other. Connor finally slowed his pace, letting out a discreet sigh of relief. By the time he reached them, he had already regained his usual calm demeanor.

Claire spotted Connor and Pax approaching. "What brings you two here?" she asked.

Pax exhaled, relieved. "We couldn't find Chloe and thought she was missing, but here she is with you."

Chloe chimed in, "I got lost after coming out of the restroom and bumped into Ms. Claire. She invited me to join her for the play, so I accepted." Pax's mood lifted. Things weren't nearly as dire as his uncle had feared. "See? Chloe just got lost. You were worried for nothing," Pax said to Connor.

Connor didn't say much but scanned Chloe from head to toe, his eyes stopping at the red marks on her neck. His fingers clenched tightly. Then, his gaze shifted to Chloe's hand holding a Hermes bag.

In a composed voice, Connor asked, "What's that in your hand?"

"It's a gift from Ms. Claire, a welcoming present," Chloe explained.

Pax recognized the bag immediately. It was a custom-made rare crocodile skin piece from Hermes, worth millions. More striking was the giant ruby embedded on it, valued at two hundred million. It was Claire's favorite bag. Last year, she had joked about giving it to her future daughter-in-law. And now, she had given it to Chloe.

Pax's heart swelled with joy. Did this mean Claire didn't mind his feelings for Chloe? He was ecstatic but kept his emotions in check.

"I'm feeling a bit tired and want to

rest," Claire said. "Pax, why don't you show Ms. Chloe around? There are plenty of fun places here. Ms. Chloe, if you need anything, just let me know."

Pax saluted playfully. "As you wish, the most beautiful queen in the world."

Claire chuckled, her eyes crinkling with amusement. She was soon escorted by her bodyguards into a black sedan. Chloe got into Connor's car, while Pax couldn't contain his excitement during the ride. His eyes kept darting to Chloe's Hermes bag.

"Chloe, did my mom say anything special when she gave you that bag?" Pax asked, hope glimmering in his eyes, his ears turning a shade of pink.

Chloe, however, was oblivious to his anticipation. She clutched the bag tightly, looking serious.

Suddenly, Connor pulled over. "Pax, get out. I need to talk to Chloe," he said.

Pax frowned. "Why can't I hear it?"

Connor's tone left no room for argument. "Get out."

Reluctantly, Pax obeyed, pouting as he stepped out of the car. He had always followed his uncle's commands—it was almost instinctual.

As soon as he closed the door,

Connor sped off. "You can't just

leave me here! This is so unfair!" PaxTêxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

yelled after the car, but it quickly disappeared from sight, leaving him alone.