Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



Isaac was in his room, deeply engrossed in a long phone call.

"Hey baby, I miss you too. Don't worry, I haven't told my folks about us yet... Have you told your brother? If he finds out, he might just lose it."

"I wish you were here with me right now. I miss your sweet scent."

"How am I being a rogue? We've been dating for three years, and I'm still waiting on you to make the next move..."

“Alright, alright, calm down, darling. Taylor, why'd you hang up on me again?"

Meanwhile, Wayne was in Winston's room, totally absorbed in a video game. Winston, however, was standing on the balcony on the second floor. He was peering through the lush trees at the house next door. The lights were bright, and faint sounds of lively music reached his ears. It seemed like a happening party.

Winston suddenly felt a pull to go over. Maybe he could swing by, wish Cassie a happy birthday, and then head back?

Just as he was about to go downstairs, a sleek black Mercedes pulled into the villa's driveway. It looked like Neil's guests had arrived. A flicker of disappointment crossed Winston's face. But he went back to tell Wayne, "Let's go, the guests are here."

Winston was the first to welcome the guests. As he made his way down the stairs, he saw the butler leading in three people. They looked like a family. But these three...

Winston's brow furrowed. He knew

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them all too well. They were Chloe's foster parents. Though he hadn't met them directly, he was well-acquainted with their reputations. As Chloe's therapist, he knew her psychological struggles stemmed from them. Jacob's fading influence, Leah's fickle favoritism, and Lisa's selfishness and folly were all too familiar to him.

Winston couldn't fathom why his dad had invited them. With a frown, he approached them.

Jacob's eyes landed on Winston. Taken aback by his handsome and distinguished appearance, Jacob quickly said, "Which one of Mr. Neil's sons are you? So handsome, truly a standout."

Winston shook Jacob's hand with a calm demeanor, "I'm Parker Winston from the Shaw family. Nice to meet you, Uncle Jacob."

Lisa's gaze was fixed on Winston's

face. So handsome. His cool, refined

vibe, especially with those gold-rimmed glasses, gave off an undeniable air of superiority. Lisa was all dressed up for the occasion, sporting a chic ensemble fresh from the Paris runway. Her eyes openly assessed Winston as she stepped forward, extending her hand with a sweet smile, "Hi, Winston. I'm Lisa.

It's our first meeting, please go easy on me."

If Lisa had been a stranger, Winston might not have thought twice. But knowing her history with Chloe, he simply looked at her outstretched hand and didn't budge. Ignoring her, he turned to Jacob and said, "My father's waiting for you in the study, please head there first."

Lisa was taken aback. She hadn't expected Winston, who seemed so well-mannered, to snub her. Her smile faltered as she awkwardly pulled back her hand.

Just then, the other three ShawContent © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

brothers started making their way down from the second floor. Initially upset by Parker Winston's brush-off,

Lisa's mood changed completely

upon seeing the other three

brothers. She stood there, almost

forgetting to breathe. Eac

unbelievably handsome, a sight to behold. Especially the first one, dressed in a suit, who seemed to embody the very essence of a dashing rogue.