Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

When Pax spoke, his voice had a calmness that belied the chill his words sent through the room. Marian was the first to react, her voice urgent, "No way, Pax! You can't gamble with your life like that!"

Isaac chimed in, his face a mask of concern. "Exactly! What if your mom doesn't notice or decides not to show up?"

Pax's response was unwavering, "Then I'll truly jump off that rooftop. I'm her son; I refuse to believe she'd just do nothing if I died."

His words were like ice water, shocking everyone to the core. Marian rushed over, clinging to Pax, desperation in her voice. "Pax, what are you thinking? You can't let those thoughts take hold."

Pax's voice softened to nearly a whisper, "I have to atone for her sins and settle her debts."

Overcome, Marian cried freely. But then Connor spoke up, breaking the tension. "Even if you jump, she won't come, Pax. You're not her top priority."

He let that hang in the air for a moment. "But I know someone who, if they were destroyed, would bring her out for sure."

All eyes turned to Connor. "There's a grave in the backyard of our estate, right?" he said.

The Sartori family mansion sprawled on the outskirts, a vast expanse of land with multiple courtyards, some boasting hills and streams. Claire's backyard was massive, featuring a hill covered in thick bamboo forests. Hidden within was a grave.

Only a handful―Jeffery, Marian, and a few old hands-knew about it. Even Pax was in the dark, as Claire's private courtyard was strictly off-limits.

Marian was taken aback, "Connor, how do you know this?"

Connor's demeanor was steady, "How I know isn't what matters. What matters is that the person buried there was the most important in my sister's life."

He stood purposefully. "Isaac, get every media outlet in town. In an hour, we meet at the hill behind the Sartori estate. We're going live with the grave opening."

Though confused, everyone trusted Connor's instincts.

An hour later, the hill behind the Sartori estate buzzed with media presence. Cameras fixed on a grave nestled in the bamboo thicket, its headstone simply read: "Lover, Paul."

The mystery of who lay there stoked rampant speculation, given its location in the Sartori estate's eldest daughter's courtyard.

Mr. Connor, the city's wealthiest figure, had his wedding day thrown into chaos by the kidnapping of his bride a scandal that gripped the nation. News outlets were in a frenzy.

Rumors swirled about the Sartori family's eldest daughter disappearing from a mental institution on the same day, with gossip suggesting she'd kidnapped Connor's bride.

The entertainment media, hungry for clicks, crafted elaborate tales of power struggles and betrayal within the wealthy family.

Some dug deeper, revealing Claire's past whispers of a first love-an actor named Paul, whom she once planned to elope with, leaving her title as the Sartori family's eldest daughter behind. en

The drama reached a boiling point: you snatched my bride; I unearth your first love's grave. The narrative was too juicy for the media to resist.noveldrama

As media and social media accounts streamed the event live, Connor's grave- digging stunt rocketed to the top of trending topics everywhere.