Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Winston's expression was as dark as a storm cloud, like someone had poked a hole in his gentlemanly facade.

With a hint of irritation, he snapped, "No!"

Cassie lit up with realization, "Oh, so you're Parker. But calling you Parker feels off now, doesn't it? From here on out, I'm calling you Alex."

She quickly added, "And what about Aaron? What's Wayne been up to lately? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Winston replied with a shrug, "He's off in Hollywood, making a movie."

Cassie raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Well, look at that. The kid's done well for himself. Always used to be so dark and awkward, now he's living off his looks. But hey, Westerners have their own ideas of beauty."

Winston: ".

"

Since Chloe quit her job, she hadn't quite figured out her next move. During the day, she kept busy helping Ann with the boutique's renovations. Lumine Garden was just a hop, skip, and a jump from Winston's private clinic.

Around noon, Chloe popped over to Winston's place for a bite to eat. They spent the afternoon chatting away.

By four o'clock, Chloe decided it was time to head out. Cassie's bar was having its grand opening, and she wanted to be there early.

Just before leaving, she tossed out a casual, "Dr. Winston, wanna hang out tonight? You're always cooped up in the clinic-how're you ever gonna meet someone?"

Chloe and Winston had known each other for years. Despite his playboy looks, Winston's lifestyle was simple—no smoking, no drinking, and definitely no wild parties.

His one true love? Woodcarving.

His office was like a mini museum, showcasing all his masterpieces. Whenever he had downtime, you could bet he'd have a carving knife in hand, losing himself in the art for hours.

Winston, usually so reserved, let a small smile slip. "I've got plans tonight."

Chloe noticed he seemed unusually chipper. He was always the picture of calm, but it was rare to see him genuinely excited.

She even detected a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

With a grin, Chloe said, "Alright, then."

After leaving, Chloe headed over to Cassie's bar, "Gentleman's Promise."

It wasn't a massive place, but its unique style, complete with a boxing ring, was all Cassie's doing-she had a thing for the raw beauty of violence.

On opening night, the bar was buzzing. A crowd of good-looking folks gathered around Cassie.

Cassie, drink in hand, announced with a grin, "Tonight's on me, folks-enjoy yourselves!"

"Mr. Cassie is the best."

"Mr. Cassie is such a badass."

In this crowd, no one knew Cassie's

real story. Even within the elite

circles, she'd been something of a mystery after spending years abroad.

Her style and swagger gave off a distinctly masculine vibe. That

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made it easy to overlook her delicate features.

Cassie loved being called Mr. Cassie.

As soon as Cassie turned around, she spotted Chloe walking in. She cut through the crowd straight to her friend.

"Hey, you made it!"

Cassie got Chloe the best seat in the house. "Want me to introduce you to someone?"

"Who?"

"My old buddy-or rather, my childhood neighbor."

Chloe raised an eyebrow, lounging comfortably on the sofa, "I thought I was your childhood buddy?"

"Well, I've got another one-a neighbor from way back."

Just then, Cassie noticed a tall figure nearby.

With a casual wave, she called out, "Alex, over here."