Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 472

Growing up, Lisa often faced teasing from her classmates who knew she lived in the slums. It was a place she loathed entirely. So, when the opportunity came to return to the Meadows family, she never looked back. But she never imagined Chloe would live there so comfortably, without a care.

Lisa stood up, grabbed her bag, and headed straight to Sundance Heights. When she got there, Chloe hadn't finished her lunch yet. Ann's cooking was nothing short of amazing. Her home-cooked meals could easily compete with those of a five-star chef. Eating Ann's meals always brought Chloe a sense of warmth and comfort, like it was something she had been missing since childhood.

"Auntie, I should open a little restaurant for you," Chloe said, as she had always called Ann "Auntie." At first, it was just out of habit, but after learning Ann wasn't her real mother, it became even more distant. Ann, however, never seemed to mind.

"Running a restaurant is expensive, you know. I’m happy enough with my breakfast cart at the school, and it does pretty well," Ann replied.

Chloe expressed her concern, "You're out the door at the crack of dawn and back late with that breakfast cart, even in the rain. You even took a tumble once—it's got me worried."

"Don't worry about the money. I have some shops in Lumine Garden. Check them out, pick the one you like, and it's yours. You won't need to hustle anymore. Start a cozy spot, be your own boss. Cook when you feel like it, hire some help when you don't. What do you think?"

Ann was taken aback, "Chloe, I don't want your money or your shops."

"It's just close to where I live. This way, when I get a craving for your cooking, I won’t have to trek so far."

Chloe made it sound so simple, taking a bite of her halibut and flashing Ann a grin, "It's not about you. I'm just lazy and want your cooking more often."

Over the years, she never seemed to save a dime. Now, selling breakfast, she had managed to put aside a small amount. Reflecting on the past was bittersweet for Ann, but seeing Chloe brought her immense joy.

Ann squeezed Chloe's hand, "Chloe, I can't thank you enough."

Chloe grinned, "No need to be so formal with me."

Just then, a sarcastic voice chimed in from the doorway, "Oh, what's this? A little mother-daughter heart-to-heart?"