Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Connor's face shifted slightly, a flicker of anger sparking in his eyes. "What are you getting at?"

Pax knew he'd hit the nail on the head, his emotions a whirlwind. "So, you really did break up. Since that's the case, I guess you have no right to stop me from pursuing her."Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Pax!"

Pax regained his cool, flashing a smile at Connor, a dimple appearing on his left cheek, Now he looked bright and cheerful. "I get what you're about to say, but I don't mind that she's been married before, so how could I mind that she's your ex? I couldn't be part of her past, but I'll definitely be there for her future."

Connor was visibly angry now, standing up abruptly. "Pax, do you realize your recklessness could destroy her?"

"I don't. How does my loving her lead to her destruction?

"Uncle, if you still have feelings for her, go ahead and get her. We can compete fairly. There's no need to scare me into giving up with your dire warnings."

Pax stood as well, his gaze firm and resolute. "You know me. I share your trait of never giving up until I achieve my goal. Your attempts to stop me will only make me fight harder."

There's no point in continuing the conversation. Pax understood the situation fully now. So, he stood up and headed towards the tent.

Connor remained standing there, feeling as if a fire of frustration was burning inside. He knew Pax well. Pax was outwardly warm and cheerful, making everyone feel welcomed. Yet, inside, Pax had a stubborn streak that not even ten bulls could deter.

However, there were things he couldn't explain to Pax. Pax had never seen Claire's cruel and insane side. In his eyes, his mother was strict but still a good parent. Raised by a single parent, Pax had barely any contact with his biological father. Despite his rebellious nature, he deeply loved Claire. So, the family had chosen not to expose him to its darker aspects or Claire's past actions, hoping he would grow up optimistic and cheerful. Connor spent the night sitting in the darkness, brooding. That night, almost everyone was preoccupied with their thoughts.

By morning, the Lovebot arrived on time, its mechanical voice brimming with excitement, "A beautiful new day has begun! Please, follow me to the beach for breakfast."

The livestream activated immediately.

[Wow, so many people. Did anyone else stay up all night like I did?]

[Finally, the producers are showing some humanity by providing breakfast.]

[There she is! Chloe looks gorgeous even without makeup. Chloe, take my life!]

[Why does Diana have red eyes? Looks like she's been crying. Who dared to hurt our darling?]

[Is that even a question? Obviously

Connor didn't give her his special vote, and she's heartbroken

[What's with Kalilah? Why does her face look so swollen?]

Soon, the six participants gathered, each in front of a box.

The Lovebot Circled above them before speaking cheekily, "Inside the boxes are different breakfasts, but three are empty. Please choose your breakfast box. No sharing, or the crew won't provide lunch. Good luck."

[The producers are back to their old tricks in seconds.]

[Six boxes, three are empty. Making half of them go without breakfast, what's the aim here?]

[Pure sadism. It's like they're sick. This isn't a romance show. It's a prank show.]

[Director, we just want to see sweet love, not how you torture the guests.]

[Zev, where do you live? My kitchen knives want to have a word with you.]

The debate in the livestream was relentless.

Vel

On the beach, the six participants seemed preoccupied with their thoughts, hardly in the mood

question the producers' latest scheme.