Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

"I won't go with you. No way." Chloe knew what awaited her if she left with him. Her friend would subject her to the dreaded thirteen-needle technique, erasing every memory she had, even her own identity. That was a fate she couldn't bear.

"Chloe, you've got no options left," Grant said as he stepped closer, his presence intimidating. Instinctively, Chloe backed away.

"Connor's already headed back. He's probably whipping up some chicken soup for you right now. Everyone here is in on my plan; they'll just play along with my charade."

Chloe's fingers tightened with anxiety. Grant pressed on, "You think you can take me on? Do you really believe I'm like Amelia?"noveldrama

She knew she was no match for him, especially with a child in her arms. Grant's patience seemed to wane, and he glanced at his watch. "Sister, time's up."

A figure appeared at the doorway-the nurse who had been tending to them recently. She swiftly approached Chloe and took the child from her. Chloe dared not put up a fight. The child was whisked away in no time.

"Please, don't hurt him. I'm begging you," Chloe pleaded, feeling utterly helpless. The nurse handed the child over to Grant, who looked down at the baby. "He looks a lot like you."

Chloe's heart quivered at his words. "What do you want?"

Grant turned to her. "You need to let go of the past. Cooperate, and the child stays safe. If not..." He produced a silver needle, inching it toward the baby's forehead. Chloe's eyes widened in horror. "What are you doing?"

"I can make him disappear without a sound," Grant said calmly.

"I'll do whatever you want," Chloe said, her body tense like she was under a spell, feeling paralyzed. How could she reason with someone so ruthless? She had no choice but to relent.

Grant slowly lowered the needle. "Lie on the couch and focus on cooperating with my needling."

Chloe knew what was coming but had no choice. "I need to use the restroom."

Grant smirked slightly. "No tricks. There's no way out."

Chloe went anyway and returned a few minutes later, her fingers trembling slightly. She lay down as instructed. Grant retrieved his box of silver needles. He'd practiced this technique countless times, waiting for this moment.

Chloe glanced over at Tim in the crib. Tim, a mother's love conquers all. I will never forget you!

"Sister, relax. I need you to be willing," Grant said smoothly. Chloe shot him a fierce look. "Grant, even if I lose my memory, all you'll have is a puppet. My heart will never be yours."

Unfazed, Grant replied, "I believe in the power of determination." He began the needling, his hands skillful and precise. Chloe closed her eyes, trying to hold onto consciousness, but soon her body relaxed, and she drifted away.

As Grant continued, Maddie woke up, rubbing her shoulder and wincing. "That really hurts." She got up and stood by Grant, who had already inserted eleven needles. "Boss."