Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

During the live stream, fans were shipping the couple like crazy.

[Who can even relate? My smile is harder to control than an AK-47.]

[The chemistry between Chloe and Pax is so sweet, I swear my dead heart is beating again.]

[Pax's ears are so red, and he's only in his twenties. Other than holding his pee, what else can he hold in?]

[How can Chloe resist such temptation?]

Just as everyone was getting more excited, a black jacket was tossed over Chloe, covering the slight reveal of her chest.

Both Pax and Chloe froze for a moment. Before Pax could react, Connor spoke up coldly, "Pax, head to the isolation room. The director needs to see you."

Pax looked bewildered. Connor then glanced up at the Lovebot drone buzzing around, his sharp gaze cold as ice. Zev, the director, caught the look through the monitor and shivered. This was one of Connor's conditions for joining the show. He had the authority to make any requests during filming and could halt production at any time. Naturally, he would bear any losses. As the director, Zev had to comply.

"Please go to the isolation room, Pax. The crew has a secret mission for you," Zev quickly understood.

Pax was skeptical but complied. The photoshoot was nearly done, and leaving was a relief for him. He could hardly take it anymore. Pax stood up and walked towards the isolation room.

Chloe was still lounging on the bed,

her dark, naturally curly hair

cascading over her shoulders. Her

makeup was minimal, almost bare-faced, but her beautiful eyes were captivating. Lying there lazily,

she resembled a napping cat, yet her every move radiated allure© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

mesmerizing and enchanting.

Chloe lazily sat up. Connor's suit jacket, which she had tossed aside, was now irrelevant. Even though she was sitting, her gaze towards Connor held no admiration, only disdain.

"Connor, do you need anything else?" she asked.

Connor stared at Chloe. His mood

these past few days was like a storm brewing on the horizon-dark and gloomy, ready to burst at any moment No matter what he explained, Chloe seemed

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uninterested in any relationship with him. Now that everyone's secrets were out, he needed to think about the next steps. Yet, he couldn't even manage the basics of their

relationship.

Chloe couldn't possibly escape the circle set by Claire. He was constantly guessing Claire's real intention and what her reaction would be when she found out Pax's affections for Chloe. Claire should be returning soon, and he had to sort this out before that.

"Chloe, your shirt is wet. Go change into another one," Connor said, finding the sight of her wet shirt bothersome.

The waves crashed, splashing water droplets. Indeed, the hem of Chloe's white shirt was wet. Yet, Chloe mockingly retorted, "Mind your own business, will you?"

After saying that, Chloe stood up

and left, but she didn't head towards the tents. Diana had already walked up to Connor's side, and the photographer followed. Diana could tell Uncle Connor was extremely angry. His fingers were clenched into fists, veins bulging on the back of his hand.