Of the Rosa Winters stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 385. Let's read the author's Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover Rosa Winters story right here.
Chloe's heart skipped a beat.
The sight of Claire holding a pistol sent shivers down her spine. Connor had always warned her that Claire was a lunatic, but now, that fear was becoming all too real.
Chloe's fingers tightened anxiously. Her mind raced, forcing her to observe her surroundings and desperately plan an escape route. If Claire decided to shoot, she was pretty sure—about ninety percent—that she could wrestle the gun away. But the theater was likely crawling with Claire’s people. Getting out alive would mean taking Claire as a hostage.
Chloe was poised, waiting for the right moment to act. But then, Claire, almost nonchalantly, handed the golden gun over to her.
“Ms. Chloe, I didn’t get you a proper welcome gift last time we met. Let me make it up to you now.”
Chloe exhaled a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. Thank God, it wasn’t what she thought.
Calm but cautious, Chloe remarked, “This gold custom P210 is like the Rolls-Royce of pistols.”
Claire gazed at her with a touch of admiration. “I didn’t expect you to be a gun enthusiast.”
Chloe kept her voice steady, “I can’t accept such an extravagant gift without earning it.”
Claire smiled, “I have a task for you. Complete it, and you will have earned it.”
Chloe frowned, but Claire was already on her feet. She took Chloe’s hand and placed the pistol firmly in her palm.
Claire’s expression didn’t waver. “It’s not me who chose you, but fate.”
A flicker of something—was it despair?—passed through Claire’s eyes. “Fate didn’t spare me back then, so why should I spare you?”
The emotion vanished as quickly as it appeared. Claire’s face lit up with a cruel amusement, like a cat toying with a trapped mouse.
“Resistance is pointless. You might as well enjoy the game. The winner gets the prize. Kill Diana, and I promise you’ll get out of this alive.”
“Why me? This is your domain. Your people are all sharpshooters. Killing someone for you is as easy as squashing a bug. Why must I be the one to do it?”
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