Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Grant never saw this coming. Chloe had just tried to take them both down, fully committed to the idea of dying together. In that moment, something clicked for him. She was out to eliminate him for Connor's sake. But what puzzled Grant was why his foolproof acupuncture technique failed him this time. It had never let him down before.

Despite the metal shard that had pierced through her chest and the blood trickling from her lips, he strained to get a glimpse of Chloe's state. "Chloe, Chloe..." he called her name, each word a struggle. She lay there, completely still, and for once, a rare wave of fear and pain washed over Grant's face.

He tried to move, but his lower body was pinned down, making it impossible. Then, to his utter shock, Chloe's head lifted. Her face was smeared with blood. Under Grant's astonished gaze, Chloe began to crawl out, her eyes steely with determination. She used her elbows to drag herself out of the wrecked cabin. Once outside, she slowly got to her feet.

Grant was taken aback, yet there was a flicker of relief in his eyes. She was alive. "Chloe, don't go."

Chloe kept moving forward, step by step. She was seriously hurt, blood dripping steadily from her forehead, but she didn't falter. The plane was on the verge of exploding. Chloe felt her mind spinning, like it had been hit by a bomb, shrouded in a smoky haze. It wasn't that Grant's technique didn't work on her; she had simply powered through with sheer will and the agony she was in to stay conscious.

Before Grant could use his needles, she'd carved a name into her chest with a knife in the bathroom. The intense pain was the only thing. keeping her barely hanging on. But she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. So when the plane took off, and she felt her memories slipping away like a receding tide, she made her move. noveldrama

She couldn't leave with Grant, not if it meant becoming his puppet. In her last moments of awareness, she fought back with everything she had, ready to face the worst-to go down with Grant if need be. As long as Grant was dead, he wouldn't have the chance to mess with the Sartori family ever again. He was terrifying, with years spent hiding in the shadows, weaving their destinies to his will.

The crash was expected, but miraculously, she survived. Chloe's consciousness faded further, her memories slipping away like they were being wiped clean. She kept whispering Connor's name. She had to get away. She had to find Connor. She knew her memory would soon disappear completely. Her willpower was no longer enough to hold off the effects of Grant's acupuncture.

She hoped someone would find her soon. Chloe walked further and further away. Behind her, she could still faintly hear Grant's desperate cries: "Chloe, I'm dying, look at me one last time..." But Chloe didn't turn back. Even if she lost all her memories, she never wanted to remember him.

She didn't know how long she had been walking until a white Mercedes pulled up beside her.