Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

As Connor spoke, he couldn't help but wish he could just bite his tongue. He was going against his own feelings, and seeing those ultrasound images was almost too much for him to handle. Chloe lowered her head, resting her hand on her belly. "I can feel him. I know he's growing, little by little inside me. He sleeps, he kicks, he blows bubbles, and even sucks his toes. He's undeniably a living being."

Connor found himself at a loss for words, unable to get anything out. Then Chloe spoke up, "No matter what, I'm not giving up on him." Connor knew Chloe was strong-willed. Once she made up her mind, it was near impossible to change it. Still, Connor held onto a flicker of hope.

"Let's see if your mentor has any advice, okay?" Connor suggested. Chloe's mentor had once diagnosed her illness with just a simple pulse check when she was a teenager-Connor found that almost miraculous. Over the years, Chloe had shared plenty of astonishing stories about him. If he could pinpoint Chloe's condition so effortlessly, maybe he had a solution up his sleeve. It seemed like a long shot, but it was all Connor had left to cling to.

Chloe nodded in agreement. Her mentor had always been so capable and wise; maybe there was a chance. "Alright, I'll track down my mentor."

Connor squeezed Chloe's hand. "But promise me, if even your mentor can't help, we'll let this go." This was his last hope, his final plan. But Chloe didn't give him an answer right away. "Let's talk about it after we find my mentor."

Chloe had no idea where her mentor was. He'd been traveling the globe for years, rarely reaching out to them directly. But occasionally, he'd get in touch with a mutual friend, even sending letters through them to Chloe. So the next day, Chloe headed to the office to meet this mutual friend, with Connor tagging along.noveldrama

When they both walked into the office, Grant raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Connor, this is QUEEN, not Sartori Corporation. Do you really think this is your personal space?" Grant's tone was icy. Connor had been bringing lunch to Chloe every day, coming and going as he pleased at the QUEEN Group building. The staff treated him like one of their own, often more excited to see him than their own boss. Everyone thought highly of him, and his visits always stirred up quite the buzz. The whole company would buzz with envy and admiration. Many employees were even fans of their relationship, watching their every move with bated breath. Every time Grant witnessed this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation. He'd quietly let go of a few folks, but the company's fascination with the couple seemed unstoppable.

Seeing Connor stride confidently into his office today, Grant's tone naturally had a sharp edge. But Connor set aside his usual distant demeanor. Calm and collected, he said to Chloe, "You chat with our friend first. I'll wait in the conference room."

Turning to Grant, he added, "Mr. Grant, I'd appreciate it if you could spare a

moment to join me in the conference room. I have something important to discuss with you."