Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

"Why?"

"Because I want you and Dad to have a little brother for me."

Chloe was taken aback.

"Why do you want a little brother?"

Summer replied, "Because I keep dreaming about having a little brother to play with."

Chloe nodded thoughtfully, "Alright, let's start speaking Old English when it's just us. Maybe if Mom becomes fluent, she'll get her memory back."

Chloe knew that Aaron spoke Old English fluently.

Their school even offered classes on it.

However, Grayson had put a strict ban on using it at home.

Switching to Old English with enthusiasm, Summer said, "Okay, Mom, I'll be your little teacher."

"Let's keep this between us, alright? No telling Dad."

Summer furrowed his brows, deep in thought. He wasn't one to lie easily.

But after a moment, he nodded, "Alright."

He longed for a brother so much.

In his dreams, his brother was the cutest little bundle with big, round eyes.

On Lucas's birthday, the family of three headed to the Silver Moon Inn.

They'd visited countless times and knew the place like the back of their hands.

The inn was nestled on a charming cobblestone street, lined with cute cafes and bistros that felt like they were straight out of a quaint European village. Natural springs bubbled up by the roadside, adding to the picturesque scene.

Walking inside was like stepping into a time capsule; the lobby was filled with vintage furniture that perfectly blended classic and modern styles. The polished wooden floors

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gleamed in the light, and the winding corridors and staircases exuded rustic elegance.

The inn boasted open-air baths and a variety of themed spa rooms, with

numerous cozy suites spread across its multiple floors.

Chloe booked a standard room since the top-tier Moonlit Suite was famously pricey and typically reserved for VIPs.

However, today the Moonlit Suite was lit up.noveldrama

Connor had just wrapped up a business meeting with Ms. Claire Anderson from the Silver Crest Group.

Next to Claire was a stunning beauty in traditional attire, gracefully serving them tea.

After the meeting, Claire introduced the woman to Connor.

"This is Sakura Yuki, the star performer from Tokyo's renowned theater. Mr. Connor, please accept this gesture of goodwill."

Claire's intention was clear-she meant to offer Sakura Yuki as a gift.

Connor's expression remained calm and uninterested, "I appreciate the gesture, Ms. Anderson, but I'm not interested. Besides, if my wife found out, she'd be upset, and I would never do anything to hurt her."

Claire responded, "What happens here stays here. Your wife won't know. A man shouldn't be restricted by a woman's whims."

Connor's demeanor turned icy, "She's always in my heart, and I'd never betray her."

Claire wasn't aware of Connor's marital status, but she mused, "In that case, I won't press the matter. Mr. Connor's wife must be the happiest woman in the world because she has you."

Connor took a sip of his tea, "No, I'm the luckiest man in the world because I have her."

Connor's words sparked Claire's curiosity.

"The love between you and your wife is truly enviable, Mr. Connor. When I visit Country M, might I have the chance to meet her?"