Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Although Connor couldn't catch the words, he had a hunch they were planning to contact Claire.

At that very moment, Claire found herself deep in a bamboo grove within the rainforest. It was midday, but the towering bamboo trees nearly blotted out the sunlight, casting an impenetrable shade. Claire was all alone, cradling a white jade urn. She had dug a small hole and gently placed the urn inside.

"Paul, we're meeting again," she murmured. "It's been twenty-nine years. Do you remember this place?"

"Your life ended here, and who would've thought fate would bring you back to this spot?" she continued. "I believe there's a purpose behind all this, that you're meant to witness your revenge through my eyes, see that demon face justice, and watch karma work its magic."

Claire covered the urn with soil and then lay down on top of it, curling her body into a ball. "Colin, you still look like that young man I remember, but I've aged," she whispered. "Once I've avenged you, I'll come find you, okay?"

"Will you still recognize me? Colin, I miss you so much. I've been in this world too long, too lonely." Tears streamed down Claire's face as she gently caressed the thin layer of earth.

Soon, she heard footsteps approaching. She stood up, straightened her clothes, and regained her usual calm and elegant demeanor. The person arriving was Barrett. His presence there was quite the coincidence.

That day at Mercy Hospital, after Pax left, Claire had seen a helicopter land. A group of people stormed in, saying they were sent to take her away. She hadn't given it much thought and went along with them. But they never revealed who was behind her rescue or whose orders they were following.

Later, she found herself on a cruise ship, unexpectedly crossing paths with Barrett, who had kidnapped

Chloe. Claire demanded to know et

why. He said he knew it would make her happy, and only her happiness would allow him to remain by her side.

Claire said, "I've got nothing now. Do you really want to stick with me?"

Barrett replied with determination, "Ms. Claire, I'm just your loyal dog. A dog never abandons its master."

For a moment, Claire was touched by Barrett's words. She asked, "Was it all your plan to get me out of the asylum?"

Barrett confessed, "Ms. Claire, I don't have that kind of power. It was all arranged by someone higher up. I just followed orders, infiltrating the convoy and kidnapping Chloe as a gift for your freedom."

Claire frowned and asked, "Who's this person 'above'?"

Barrett didn't know: "Isn't it one of your friends, Ms. Claire?"

Claire thought hard but couldn't think of anyone who would help her at such a time. The only ones loyal to her over the years were the Nagel family, but Kent had already severed ties with her, so it couldn't be him.

Who could it be? Not only had they rescued her, but they had also provided her with everything she needed-endless resources and a team of mercenaries at her disposal. But the most pressing concern now wasn't figuring out who was silently assisting her. It was revenge! Every moment Claire spent locked away in that asylum, all she could think about was tearing Connor to pieces! noveldrama