Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Wayne had swiped a few outfits from Winston's closet. Yep, he was all set to impersonate Winston and have a heart-to-heart with his sister. But despite his confidence in his acting chops, thinking he'd nailed Winston's mannerisms and vibe, Chloe saw right through him the second he walked in.

"Wayne, what's with the getup? And did you seriously swipe Isaac's stuff? Do you think he won't lose it?" she asked.

Wayne tried to keep up the act. "Sis, I'm Isaac, and I didn't take anything from him."

Chloe just rolled her eyes, unimpressed. "This disguise is so not you. It looks awful. Just change back already."

Realizing he couldn't keep the ruse going, Wayne started to whine. "Why, why, why? Parker and I look exactly alike. I even switched up my hair and clothes. How did you know it was me?"noveldrama

I mean, come on, he's an award-winning actor, and imitation is his thing.

Especially someone he knows inside and out. Chloe scratched her head, slightly puzzled.

To be fair, Wayne did look just like Winston. Their voices were even spot on. But Chloe could just tell it was like they had invisible labels on their foreheads.

"I don't know, it's just so obvious. You're you, and he's him," she said.

Wayne left the room, feeling a bit defeated. He hadn't gone far down the hallway when he bumped into Cassie, who was there visiting Chloe. Cassie dropped by several times a day since Chloe got back. She was Chloe's best friend and Wayne's future sister-in-law.

Wayne never

er quite got how Parker, so suave and charming, fell for someone as tomboyish as Cassie Today, Cassie had her hair slicked back, with a brow piercing, giving off a rebellious vibe. She wore atong gray trench coat that looked fantastic on her, making her appear tall, cool, and stunning-gender lines be damned.

Seeing Cassie, Wayne got an idea. Playing it cool, he stuck a hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall. As Cassie walked by, he lowered his voice, "Cassie, you're looking sharp today."

He mimicked Winston's tone

because he'd overheard Winston calling her "Cassie" in private a few times, even though it made him cringe. But he did it anyway, hoping to finally fool someone.

Cassie's face turned stormy. She smacked Wayne on the head. "Who are you

calling Cassie, huh? Wayne, looking for a smackdown?"

The slaps landed on Wayne's head, not too hard, not too soft. Wayne clutched his head, looking all sorts of frustrated. "Why? How can you tell too?"

"I remember back when we were kids, you couldn't tell us apart."

Cassie, not tall enough, jumped up to hit him again. "I knew back then too. I just pretended not to because I wanted to hit you. You needed it."

"No way, no way. How did you guys figure it out?" Wayne insisted, even as he was getting swatted. He was an award-winning actor, after all, and this was making him doubt his skills.

Cassie jumped up again to hit him. "You two are worlds apart. He's handsome, and you're... not. Does it take a genius to see that?"