Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chloe agreed so quickly that Connor couldn’t help but feel a twinge of suspicion. But at the moment, he had no way to verify his doubts. Since Chloe had agreed, he kept his word and sent the tender documents to Moncada International.

Meanwhile, Lucas was stuck in yet another company meeting. Half of Moncada International’s dozen or so projects were bleeding money, some with losses through the roof. If they couldn’t snag the resort project, Moncada International might really be in hot water. However, there were thousands of construction firms across the country eyeing this golden goose, and dozens, if not hundreds, were from Riverbrook. It looked next to impossible to land the project—especially since Sartori Corporation hadn’t even invited Moncada International to bid.

For days, they’d been meeting from dawn till dusk, brainstorming ways to get Connor to change his mind, even digging into his personal preferences. But what could they offer a guy who seemed to have it all?

Suddenly, the secretary burst in, clutching a laptop, her face lit with excitement. “Mr. Moncada, Mr. Moncada…”

Irritated, Lucas snapped, “What’s so urgent? Can’t you see we’re in a meeting?”

“Sartori Corporation just sent us a tender document!”

Lucas froze for a second, then jumped up in excitement. “Really? Let me see.”

He checked the email, and sure enough, it was an official tender document from Sartori Corporation. This meant Leading Heights finally had a chance to compete with other construction companies. Lucas breathed a sigh of relief but couldn’t shake his confusion.

“Why did Sartori Corporation suddenly change their mind?”

The secretary, still buzzing with excitement, said, “I have no idea. Maybe Mr. Connor was moved by your sincerity, sir.”

Others quickly chimed in with praise. “Moncada International isn’t in the same league as Sartori Corporation, but you are our General Manager and a standout talent. Your persistent personal visits paid off. Mr. Connor might not have met you, but he surely felt your sincerity.”

“Mr. Moncada, you know when to bend and when to stand tall. Your future achievements might rival those of the so-called King of Eldridge.”

“With you at the helm, Moncada International is bound to thrive.”

Lucas, however, frowned, deep in thought. He had personally visited Sartori Corporation four times without getting them to give his company a shot. Today, after Chloe visited them, Lincoln Heights suddenly received the tender document. Could it be just a coincidence?

After confirming the tender document had been sent, Chloe turned to leave, her strides brisk.

Just as she was about to exit, Connor felt an odd sensation. He called out to her retreating figure, “I’ll be waiting for you at Greenpeace Estate tonight.”

Chloe didn’t acknowledge his words and walked straight out.

Watching her hasty departure, Connor felt something was off.

At nine in the evening, Chloe had just finished her bath at the Moncada estate when she got a call from Connor. His voice was icy, barely contained anger seeping through.

“Chloe, you stood me up!”

Chloe responded with a light-hearted chuckle, “What makes you say that?”

“You agreed to leave the Moncada family house and move to Greenpeace Estate.”

Chloe’s tone was unhurried and measured. Connor could almost picture her lounging comfortably, phone in hand. “I did agree to move from the Moncada family home to Greenpeace Estate, but I never said when. I’m planning to move in five years.”

Five years. By then, the resort project would've been long finished. Connor would probably be gone from Riverbrook.

Connor laughed out of sheer frustration. “Five years? Why not make it fifty?” This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Still cheerful, Chloe replied, “Anything else, Mr. Connor? If not, then goodnight.”

With that, she hung up.

At Greenpeace Estate, a furious Connor stood on the third-floor balcony of the villa and hurled his phone down.

'Chloe, impressive indeed.' Connor never realized she could be so stubborn!