Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 953

Chloe had a gut feeling that this person was important. But Grant only paused for a couple of seconds before turning on his heel and walking away. Chloe trailed after him. They made their way back into the brightly lit room. Grant guided her into a separate space and, once the door clicked shut, he spoke with a steady calmness, “My father has passed away.”

“His biggest wish was to get revenge for our family, and I’m determined to make it happen.” By the end of his words, a chill crept down Chloe’s spine. Despite all the questions and things that didn’t quite add up, she had a rough idea of what Grant was after. The Sartori family was his sworn enemy, which made sense of her and Suzanne's alliance. Was Suzanne’s death just another piece of his revenge plot? But why take her out afterward? Was it just because they were suspicious?

Chloe locked eyes with Grant, her stare unwavering. “My mentor said I’m just a pawn in your vendetta against the Sartori family. What’s your plan for me?”

Chloe couldn’t shake the feeling that Grant wasn’t laying all this out for no reason. Grant gave a faint smile. “I want to use you to take Connor down. He’s the shining star of the next Sartori generation and now runs their business. Once he’s ruined, the Sartori family’s downfall isn’t far off.”

“In your dreams!” Chloe’s fingers shook. She took a few instinctive steps back, but she couldn’t stop herself from asking, “How do you plan to pull that off?”

“Sister, I never planned to drag you into this. Five years ago, I planted someone near him, but that didn’t pan out. Then I found out you were with him. His genuine feelings for you caught me off guard, so I just went with it.”

Chloe couldn’t wrap her head around it: “You’ve been plotting with me from the start?”

“Not exactly plotting. During Connor’s three years in Riverbrook, I dealt with a lot of Claire’s spies for you and kept things under wraps. Otherwise, even if Claire was abroad, with her temperament, there’s no way she’d let Connor live such a carefree and happy life.”

Chloe hesitated to dig deeper. “The best way to destroy someone is to snuff out their hope, their beliefs, the person they cherish most. If you died, Connor would be nearly broken.”

Chloe’s hand clenched into a tight fist, her knuckles white. “So, you want to kill me?”

Grant’s expression remained icy. “If you were to die, especially with a child on the way, at a time when Connor is closest to pure happiness, feeling the life inside you, do you think he’d lose his mind?”

Grant spoke with a chilling calmness, like he was discussing a routine market report.