Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 363

It was Barrett and Diana. Chloe hadn't expected to see them here. There was Diana, her arm draped over Barrett's shoulder. Barrett had his arm around her waist just as they stepped into the elevator. Something felt off to Chloe in that moment. But they were too far away for her to be sure what was happening.

Chloe sprang to her feet and rushed after them. As she did, she collided head-on with a waiter carrying a tray of food, sending dishes crashing to the floor. She could only watch helplessly as the elevator doors slid shut. By the time she reached the elevator again, it was empty.

A sense of worry gnawed at Chloe. Her gut told her Diana was drunk. Barrett was still somewhat of a mystery to her. Over the past few days, she had found him to be humorous, always smiling, humble, polite, and quite proactive. And it was clear to everyone that he was smitten with Diana.

It seemed likely that Diana had been rejected by Connor tonight and had turned to alcohol to drown her sorrows. It made sense for Barrett to be by her side under the circumstances. But Chloe felt Barrett should have taken Diana back to her room. Instead, he had taken her into the elevator. That was definitely odd.

After stepping into the elevator herself, Chloe realized it served over twenty floors. She had no idea where they might have gone. She got out of the elevator and grabbed a passing waiter. “Where did Barrett and Diana go?” she demanded.

The waiter shook his head, indicating he didn't know. Chloe grabbed another, but got the same response. Something felt wrong. There were only four guests on this island. How could the staff not know?

Chloe thought about finding the butler who had brought her here. But the staff arranged by the butler had already left. For a moment, Chloe felt utterly helpless. And there were no means of communication in the bar either.

The eerie atmosphere only heightened her sense that something bad was going to happen to Diana. With no other options, Chloe pressed the button for the top floor of the elevator, intending to check each floor on her way down.

The top floor was a swimming pool. Below it was a spa center, a therapy center, a gym, a movie theater, and so on. From the twentieth floor down, there were presidential suites. About ten suites per floor. Each suite had its own unique layout. All these rooms were empty. And all the doors were locked. Chloe knew this because she could pick locks.