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Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

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Chapter 569

Chapter 569

The next morning, Chloe headed over to Ann's cozy little café, which had been open for just over a month and

was already buzzing with business. Ann was in full swing, bustling about as she shopped for groceries and

prepped ingredients right from the crack of dawn. She

was a whirlwind of energy, hardly ever taking a pause. Chloe often dropped by to lend a hand.

As Chloe walked in, she found Ann elbow-deep in a sink full of vegetables. Without missing a beat, Chloe

shrugged off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and jumped right in. Cooking might not have been her forte, but she

could slice potatoes and debone chicken like a pro. Ann, however, was always a bit hesitant to let her do the

heavy lifting.

"Chloe, here you are again so early! I've told you, you don't need to do this. Your hands weren't made for this

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kind of work," Ann said, eyeing Chloe's delicate, porcelain-like hands with a mix of admiration and concern.

Chloe just laughed it off. "These hands can handle anything," she said confidently.

After they'd been working for a while and finally took a breather, Chloe's phone buzzed. She glanced at the

familiar number on the screen. Even though she'd deleted Linda's contact, those digits were etched in her

memory. She thought about blocking it but curiosity got the better of her, especially after last night's with

the mysterious medication. Surprisingly, Linda's voice wasn't accusing; in fact, it sounded downright cheerful.

"Are you at Bliss Café?" Linda asked, her knack for pinpointing Chloe's whereabouts sending a chill down Chloe's

spine.

"Are you spying on me, Linda?" Chloe shot back, her tone icy.

"I'm just guessing. I'm at the Pearl Tower, at the Eternity Bridal Studio. Why don't you swing by?" Linda's voice

was casual, like they were still high school buddies, ignoring the tension between them.

Chloe found Linda's demeanor unsettling. It was as if Linda had completely forgotten the rift between them and

was trying to act as if nothing had changed. Chloe suspected Linda wanted to flaunt her upcoming nuptials with

cas

and her new title, Mrs. Moncada, as if it were sgrand victory.

Just as Chloe was about to hang up, Linda said, "Cover, and I'll tell you how Shawn died."

That stopped Chloe in her tracks. It was a mystery that had been haunting her, and she knew Linda wouldn't spill

the beans without a motive. Against her better judgment, Chloe decided to go.

The Eternity Bridal Stuwas small

but renowned, run by the famous designer Michael Young, a favorite among celebrities and socialites. His

wedding dresses were the stuff of dreams-and hefty price tags

When Chloe arrived, she saw Linda in front of a massive mirror, trying on a wedding dress, with four attendants

fussing over her every need.

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