Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



Lisa was absolutely thrilled. For the longest time, she'd been living in Chloe's shadow. But now, finally, she had something that could make her shine. Lisa clutched the invitation like it was a one-of-a-kind treasure.

"Chloe, you're wasting your time being jealous. I'm not giving you this invitation," she said triumphantly.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Chloe, upon seeing the invitation, was secretly pleased. She had finally found the opportunity she had been waiting for. A sly smile spread across her face.

"Well, you should definitely make the most of it. Who knows, you might be in for a big surprise that day," Chloe said, her voice dripping with hidden meaning.

But Lisa missed the sarcasm completely. She took it as a compliment and boasted, "Oh, there will definitely be surprises. QUEEN's global jewelry exhibition, the only one in the country, is going to attract the world's top billionaires, celebrities, and royalty. That's the real high society."

"Chloe, so what if you married Connor and became the young mistress of the Sartori family? Can you even get an invitation like this? You're still under Claire's thumb, barely surviving."

"I can't wait to see how things turn out for you two. I'm betting Claire will become the heir to the Sartori family, and then you both will be shown the door."

Leah finally had enough. "Lisa, can't you just let it go? Keep this up, and you're out of here."

Leah couldn't understand why Lisa always had to pick a fight with Chloe. But Chloe? She wasn't bothered in the slightest.

Chloe decided not to stick around for dinner that night. On her way home, she called up a friend. A deep, familiar male voice answered.

"Miss, you finally remembered me?"

"Hey, I need a favor," Chloe replied.

After a brief pause, the voice on the other end asked, "Why is it every time you call me, it's for a favor?"

Chloe hesitated for a moment. She hadn't really thought about it, but it seemed like every time she reached out, it was either for a design draft or to ask for help.

Unfazed, she cheekily replied, "Well, what else would I call you for?"

The man on the other end chuckled, his voice cool but tinged with an unusual warmth and a touch of exasperation. "Alright, what do you need this time?"

Chloe laid out her plan. There was silence on the other end.

After she finished, Chloe realized she might be asking too much. "Isn't this going to cause a hassle for QUEEN?"

Not just hassle-potential scandal. The exhibition was, after all, an event for the elite.

Honestly, Chloe doubted Lisa was

worth this much trouble. But it wasn't just about Lisa anymore. Claire was part of the equation now,

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and Lisa had become her pawn. Chloe suspected that Claire was the one who handed Lisa the invitation. With Claire placing so much importance on her, she was bound to use her for something big. Lisa was already bold enough to cause real harm, so Chloe needed to act fast.

This was Lisa's reckoning, too. It was payback time.

Her friend on the phone reassure t

her, "No problem, it's just a live stream. I'm the host, so we set the rules Anyone with objections can have their invite pulled."

Chloe felt a rush of gratitude. "But won't you be stepping on a lot of toes?"

"Do you think I care?" he replied, his arrogance coming through loud and clear.