NovelPdfAs soon as Lisa swung the door open, she felt the urge to hurl insults. Chloe didn't scare her; she just wanted to
give her a hard time. But she was conscious about keeping up appearances in front of Connor. So, she tried to
keep her voice down. But it was Connor who stood in the doorway, and her expression changed in an instant.
Looking up at this towering figure, she stumbled over her words, "I... | didn't mean to..."
This was the closest Lisa had ever been to Connor, close enough to catch a whiff of his scent. It was crisp and
cool, like a refreshing mountain spring-utterly entrancing. She felt her cheeks heat up but refused to back down,
"l actually... um..." "Get your act together before you talk to me," Connor's voice was icy, like being dunked in an
ice bath. Lisa felt a chill run from her head down to her toes. His presence was so overwhelming, it nearly took
her breath away. His sharp eyes softened when they landed on Chloe, a stark contrast to how he looked at her.
Instinctively, Lisa took a step back.
Connor didn't bother with more words; he simply sidestepped her and left. Lisa stared at his retreating figure for
a moment before snapping back to reality. The doorway was plenty wide, yet he'd made a deliberate effort to
avoid her, almost as if she was contagious. What was Connor really up to?
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If he truly disliked her, why keep her around as his personal assistant? It couldn't be just that. He must be
putting on a show for Chloe, his fiancée in nonly, to keep her happy. With this thought, Lisa shook off her
embarrassment and strutted into Chloe's room with a smug air.
"So, Chloe, getting comfy in this room?" she asked, glancing around. It was just the villa's smallest guest room.
Lisa had long since claimed Chloe's original room. Once Lisa moved back, Chloe had relocated here. But Chloe
had left ages ago and hadn't stayed in this room for years.
Chloe replied coolly, "I don't need to stay here, unlike you. I've got dozens of villas. Didn't your parents mention
that?"
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Lisa knew. Chloe's villas had been gifts from the Moncada family since she was a kid. Even when Chloe and Lucas
split, the Moncada family hadn't reclaimed them. Lisa couldn't wrap her head around it. Thinking of all Chloe's
assets made Lisa bristle, "Chloe, are you showing off?"
"Absolutely. Not only do | have those villas, but | also own 20% of the company. Oh, and you owe me
twenty million. The salary you gett
It's deposited straight into my
account. So, you're pretty broke, aren't you, sis?" Chloe reclined on
the sofa, like a pamon
cat.
Lisa was fuming. She despised the
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word 'poor'. She'd been terrified of poverty her whole life. Now that she'd regained her status, she couldn't
understand why she still felt so poor. After all those years of hardship, she now had to suffer the taunts of a fake
heiress. Why should she?
"Chloe, what gives you the right to speak tolike that? Everything you have should be mine." Lisa lunged at
Chloe, unable to stand her easygoing demeanor. But Chloe easily extended a leg, sending Lisa sprawling onto
the carpet.
Chloe sat up, her expression turning serious, "Lisa, didn't you learn anything from the last time? How many times
has it been?"
Lisa was seething, but she knew she couldn't beat Chloe, who was skilled in taekwondo. "Chloe, how can you be
so cocky in my house?"
"Don't get too comfortable, Chloe. One day, I'll have you groveling beneath me," Lisa spat, her voice dripping
with venom. "I hope Connor leaves you. Your marriage is doomed."
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