Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Linda had been expecting Chloe to ask her this question since yesterday. She already had a plan in mind.

Linda didn't deny it. "Yes... it was me, but it slipped out by accident. I didn't mean to, Chloe. Please forgive me."

Chloe wasn't surprised. She just scoffed. "Linda, stop acting."

Silent, Linda’s tears began to fall like a summer storm, a sight that could make anyone feel pity.

She dropped to her knees. "Chloe, I don't expect you to forgive me. Whether you believe me or not, I've been living with this guilt for years. If you blame me, then hit me. Maybe it’ll ease my conscience a bit."

Linda grabbed Chloe's hand and tried to slap herself with it.

Chloe pulled her hand back, so Linda started slapping herself. Once, twice, and soon, her face bore the mark of five fingers.

Chloe watched her, feeling a wave of irritation.

Chloe grabbed her wrist. "Linda, did you have someone violate me? Was that your doing?"

Linda’s eyes filled with terror. "No, it wasn’t me. I did let it slip to Lucas by accident, but what happened had nothing to do with me. It really wasn’t me."

"Then how did you know about it?"

"You were talking in your sleep. You’ve been doing it a lot lately."

Chloe stared into Linda's eyes, which seemed utterly sincere, without a hint of guilt.

Chloe’s lips curled into a smirk. "Linda, I’ll get to the bottom of this. I won't let you off if I find out you were involved."

Chloe stood up and left the meeting room. As she opened the door, she saw a group of gossipmongers gathered outside.

They saw Linda kneeling inside, her face clearly marked by five fingers.

Vivian couldn't stand Chloe’s smug demeanor. "Chloe, this is too much. You actually hit her."

Linda hurried over. "No, Chloe didn’t hit me. I did it to myself."

"How did you slap yourself hard enough to leave a five-finger mark? Chloe, Linda outshone you for this interview, but you had to beat her like this?" Vivian egged Linda on. "Linda, you could sue her for assault."

Chloe raised an eyebrow, speaking calmly. "I didn’t hit her. She was slapping herself as an apology, and I couldn’t stop her."

"Chloe, who would believe you? You’re just a vindictive woman. Who knows what you did to secure Mr. Connor’s interview? At least Linda played it clean."

Chloe didn’t care to argue. She took out her phone and snapped a photo of Vivian, then quickly sent it to someone in her contacts.

"Chloe, what are you doing?"

Chloe flashed Vivian a bright smile. "I’m letting Grace see if the girl with lip filler she’s been looking for is you."

Vivian froze on the spot.

After Chloe finished, she left briskly. She had let Vivian off once, but if Vivian kept acting up, thinking Chloe was easy to bully, there’d be hell to pay.

Through a mix of coaxing and cajoling, Tony finally got Chloe to go to CNR Tower.

Teddy was waiting at the door as usual. "Ms. Chloe, the boss wants to see you in his office first."

Chloe followed Teddy through a private elevator to the CNR president’s office.

As the elevator doors opened, she stepped out into what looked more like a bedroom.

Chloe finally understood what was behind the two closed doors she had seen in the office last time. It turned out to be Connor’s resting area, indistinguishable from a bedroom.

There was Connor, sitting on the sofa in his "bedroom." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Leaving right after sex? How can you be so irresponsible?"