Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 34

Chloe glanced at the wall clock. It was ten at night. She knew exactly what would happen if she went over there now. Going to that place was never just a casual visit.

“No, thanks,” Chloe said. “If it’s business, let’s handle it during the day. Mr. Connor, you pick a time, and I’ll be there to apologize.”

Connor knew Chloe well. She might look all sweet and charming, but she was stubborn as a mule. She wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want to, even if it meant burning bridges.

“Fine,” Connor replied coolly. “Tomorrow morning at nine, at the Royal Golf Club.”

Chloe had never been to the Royal Golf Club but knew Antonio was a member. Though he rarely went, he paid the annual two-million-dollar membership fee without fail. The nice thing about that club was that family members could enter just by mentioning the member’s name.

The next morning at nine, Chloe arrived at the Royal Golf Club right on time. She approached the registration desk after entering, where a handsome young man greeted her.

“Miss, you seem new here. Are you a member?”

“Antonio is my father-in-law, so I should be able to enter, right?” Chloe responded.

The young man looked surprised, “You’re also Mrs. Moncada?”

“Also?” Chloe’s eyebrows furrowed. “Is there another Mrs. Moncada?”

Chloe smiled sweetly. “If I hadn’t come, would I have known someone’s been posing as me?”

“Chloe, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

The manager, now more confused, looked between Chloe and Linda. “So, which one of you is the real Mrs. Moncada?”

The golf course was bustling with activity. The idle rich were naturally drawn to any drama. “What’s this early morning show? The real vs. fake Mrs. Moncada?” someone joked.

Connor, surrounded by a group of people, was also making his way over. He’s dressed casually in a black hoodie and joggers, and his tanned skin gave him an air of unattainable nobility. Standing among the others, he seemed like the only one that mattered, a natural-born leader with an aura of aloofness.