Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Rumors had been buzzing that the heir to the Moncada family was already married. Not long ago, the entertainment channel had put together a list of Riverbrook's most eligible bachelors. And guess what? Mr. Lucas didn't make the cut because he was already hitched.

Speculation was heating up.

"Could Linda be the other woman?"

"Kyle said the woman Lucas is married to comes from a high-status family. It's a business marriage, so it can't be Linda."

"If it were Linda, she wouldn't be calling Mr. Lucas her boyfriend in public."

Even though the gossip was whispered, it still reached Linda's ears. Her face turned stormy.

An unsuspecting intern suddenly asked Chloe, "Chloe, you know Mr. Lucas and Linda. Linda can't be the other woman, right?" Chloe turned and gave her a playful scolding, "Cindy, you're so straightforward. How do you survive in the TV industry?" Then, half-jokingly, she added, "But honestly, who cares about being married these days? Divorce rates are through the roof." She glanced at Lucas. "Right, Mr. Lucas?"

Chloe didn't give a direct answer, but her words pretty much confirmed Lucas was married.

"Enough, Chloe," Lucas said, his face turning to stone.

Chloe turned to bid everyone farewell, "Enjoy your meal. I'm off for the day."

"Why are you leaving so early, Chloe?"

Chloe smiled brightly, "My man is strict. Curfew's at nine."

The office filled with laughter.

"Chloe's in love! Great, now the single guys at the TV station won't get any sleep tonight."

Without another word, Chloe left, her high heels clicking against the floor. Lucas watched her leave, trying to keep his cool. But he couldn't, and quickly followed her out.

Outside the TV station, Lucas caught up with Chloe and grabbed her arm. "Chloe, explain yourself," he demanded.

Chloe turned around, smiling, but her smile was dripping with sarcasm.

"Lucas, what's up? Weren't you eagerly waiting for me to set you free? Now that I've let go, you're clinging to me. What, do you enjoy seeing Linda and me fighting over you? Are you driven by jealousy?"

Lucas' expression darkened as he stared into Chloe's eyes. Her eyes were naturally captivating, even in anger. Chloe's smile had a hint of disdain. She boldly met Lucas' gaze. "Too bad, I don't want you anymore."

Lucas, still seething, demanded, "Who's the guy?"

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He couldn't quite believe it. He suspected Chloe was playing games to get back at him, given their years of mutual hatred. His feelings for Chloe were complex, and just thinking of her made him grit his teeth. And so, this intense and complicated emotion unwittingly became a part of his life of Chloe truly moved on, leaving his life for good, he found he couldn't accept it.

Chloe tried to free her wrist, which Lucas was squeezing painfully, but he only gripped tighter. His nearly explosive anger contrasted with Chloe's indifference. "Chloe, tell me, who is the guy?"

"It's me."

A man's figure appeared behind

Chloe. He had just stepped out of a

sleek Maybach. Dressed

impeccably, he approached with a measured pace. As he reached Chloe, he wrapped an arm around her, his voice cold yet forceful.

"Mr. Lucas, I am the guy."