Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

But his words made Chloe feel a lot closer to him. Their conversations had always been so candid before.

He looked at her, his gaze now back to its usual cool detachment. "What are you doing here?" Connor's words carried a clear chill of indifference and distance.

In truth, over the past three years, Chloe had never thought of him as cold. If anything, she always saw him as passionate, clingy, and insatiable. But now, the man before her was radiating a coolness from head to toe. How could someone's aura change so much in just a few days? So, which one was the real him? The man in front of her now, or the one she has known for the past three years?

Chloe also shifted to a strictly professional tone. "Can we keep our personal issues separate from Moncada International? It's one of the top ten construction firms in the country. Surely, Sartori Corporation can afford to give us a chance to bid." Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

He settled into his office chair, casually picking up a document from the desk. His voice remained indifferent. "So, Lucas sent you?"

"I came on my own. I know I've offended you, but I would like to believe the head of a massive business empire is someone who is able to separate personal from professional matters."

He looked up, a sly smile spreading across his pale face, making him appear somewhat sinister. "You don't need to flatter me. I'm best at mixing personal interests with business affairs and holding grudges."

A hint of resignation flickered in Chloe's eyes. "What will it take for you to give Moncada International a chance?"

He patted his thigh. "Come here."

Chloe walked over and naturally settled herself on his lap. His eyes darkened suddenly. Countless nights had started just like this. Chloe knew this maneuver worked well on him.

He chuckled, then lifted Chloe's chin and kissed her. Chloe had never been so compliant. Before, she always played the part of the one who was pleasured, but today, she was unusually keen to please him. He was clearly getting lost in the moment. Watching his eyes gradually become intoxicated, Chloe moved her lips away. She whispered in his ear, her voice as delicate as an unopened rose, carrying a mesmerizing hint of fragrance. "Could you please issue the tender document to Moncada International?"

His gaze darkened, and as if the fog in his eyes slowly cleared, he became lucid. He had been kissing her for so long, yet her mind was still on this? He held Chloe's chin, and their eyes locked. His gaze was crystal clear. "Seduction doesn’t work on me during the day."

Chloe abruptly got up from his lap. "You could have said it earlier, sparing me the effort of pretending for so long."

He seemed to hold back a burst of frustration. Chloe was utterly heartless. The moment he was of no use to her, she didn't hesitate for a second to get off him. Just now, he was nearly swayed, and it turned out she was just pretending.

"Is there really no room for negotiation on this matter?"

He stared at Chloe. Clearly, a hint of resignation had flashed through her beautiful eyes. If he firmly said no now, she would leave without looking back. She only had so much patience for him.

He spoke. "Agree to one condition, and I'll give Moncada International a chance."

"What condition?"

"Move out of the Moncada family home and live in Greenpeace Estate."

Greenpeace Estate belonged to her, but she had given it to Connor a few days ago when they broke up.

Chloe agreed without hesitation. "Okay, then send the tender document to Moncada International now."