Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chapter 548



When she turned over, she found him lying right next to her. She sat up, pondering for a moment, then playfully hooked his chin and said, "Wow, you're really something. How about I keep you around from now on?"

Connor knew Chloe had gotten the wrong idea. She mistook him for a male model from the club and assumed they'd already been intimate. Hence, her bold suggestion.

Connor's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he went along with it: "Sweetheart, keeping me around won't be cheap..."

And just like that, their story began. Of course, there were plenty of reasons for it to start this way. He couldn't be with her as Connor-it would put a target on her back and endanger her. Still, he was desperate to be near her and to build a connection. So why not step into the shoes of a Trophy Boy? It was, after all, the fastest way.

Unexpectedly, this arrangement stretched on for three years...

"Connor, take a look at this. That's Chloe. Three years ago, she hooked up with a gigolo from the club. Her private life is a mess; she's clearly not fit to be the Sartori family's lady," Lisa sneered, her ears burning red with anger as she stirred the pot.

Chloe, you didn't see this coming, did you? Today's the day you fall from grace.

Connor tossed his phone to Lisa: “Lisa, are you blind? Can't you tell that the so-called gigolo is me?"

Lisa was taken aback. Connor, how could it possibly be Connor?

As the crowd passed the phone around again, whispers spread. Honestly, the man in the photos was tall and wore a tantalizing uniform, but his face wasn't visible. There were a few side shots, but they were too blurry to confirm his identity.

Once she regained her composure, Lisa burst into laughter. "Connor, I get it. You're trying to cover for Chloe because you can't bear the embarrassment, right?"

"How ridiculous, Chloe's already in this mess, and you're still trying to save her." "That guy's wearing the Diamond Club's male model uniform. How could it be you?" "What's so special about Chloe that even now, you can't let her go?"

Connor's expression turned ice-cold: "Lisa, if you insult my wife again, you'll regret it.”

But threats rolled off Lisa like water off a duck's back. What more did she have to lose? Her dignity was already in tatters. All she wanted was to drag Chloe down with her.

"Did I say anything wrong? That guy clearly isn't you. Where's your proof that you're the man in the photos? If you can't prove it, you're just covering up Chloe's scandal

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Connor chuckled darkly, then pointed to the blue earring on his ear: "This is the proof."

Connor always wore a small blue gemstone earring on his right ear. Though not flashy, it had an unmistakable charm. Everyone knew he'd never

taken it off in years.

Someone flipped through the photos

on their phone: "It's Mr. Connor, it really is Mr. Connor." The picture showed the man carrying Chloe into the house, capturing his side profile. The lighting was poor, so his face wasn't clear. But the striking blue of his earring stood out unmistakably.