Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

The inte was buzzing about Ann being Chloe's mom. Everyone was sensationalizing the murder case, but no one mentioned anything about the baby swap with the Meadows family.

Chloe didn't take the bait, staying cool and collected, ignoring Vivian's emotional outburst. "I just want to know who gave you those documents," Chloe said, her calm voice cutting through the tension.

Vivian was taken aback, not expecting Chloe to keep her composure and maintain that air of superiority. "You want to know? Well, I'm not telling you," Vivian snapped, her anger bubbling over.

"If you tell me now, maybe I won't hold you accountable," Chloe replied, still unfazed.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Vivian let out a bitter laugh. "Chloe, do you really think you've got any power left? I'd love to see what you can do to me."

Chloe just smiled, stood up, and dialed a number on her phone. She was calling Connor.

The call connected quickly.

"Can you do me a favor?" Chloe asked.

A few minutes later, Chloe returned to her seat.

Vivian smirked. "Chloe, stop pretending. Do you really think one phone call scares me? Who do you think you are?"

Vivian wasn't worried. She had already deleted the original post. At worst, she'd face a minor lawsuit and pay a small fee.

But then her phone rang. It was the president of Beauté. "Vivian, I'm afraid we can't offer you an editor-in-chief position anymore." Vivian's heart sank. "But, we had an agreement!"

"You must've pissed someone off. Orders from above. Nothing more I can say."

Vivian hung up and stared at Chloe in disbelief. She had spent months and a lot of money to secure that position.

"What did you do, Chloe? How dare you ruin my career?" Vivian's voice was frantic.

Chloe's smile faded. "You should've taken the easy way out."

Vivian tried to keep her composure. “Oh, I forgot. You must be tight with the president. Did you sleep with him? Don't think you scare me. If can't be editor-in-chief at Beauté, so be it. There are plenty of other places that want me."

"That won't happen. You're blacklisted by all the media companies."

Vivian didn't believe it, but Chloe's confident tone made her uneasy. She quickly made some calls.

Chloe was right. Every major newspaper and magazine had received a ban order. Vivian was completely blacklisted.

Vivian slumped in her seat, staring at Chloe in shock. How did she have such power?

"Who... who are you?" Vivian stammered.

"Pathetic. You don't even know who you've crossed," A tall figure

appeared behind Chloe. Vivian neg

looked up, and her face turned pale with fear.

"Mr. Connor..." she whispered.

Connor stood behind Chloe, a hand resting gently on her shoulder.

Chloe looked up, surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"I told you last night, today's Devon's birthday. We have a room at Cloud

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Connor's gaze shifted to Vivian, who shrank back in her seat.