Billionaire

Chapter 221

Lucas lowered his gaze. “Chloe, what happened between Linda and me was a mistake, and it’s over now.”

He looked up at Chloe again. “But there’s something deeper between us. We’ve grown up together, and twenty years of shared memories aren’t something you can just walk away from.”

Chloe frowned slightly.

Observing her expression, Lucas cautiously continued, “I’m not asking for much, not even for us to get back together. I just want to be friends, even just acquaintances. That would be enough for me.”

There was no significant emotion in Chloe’s eyes.

“Forget it.

“We’ve known each other for over twenty years. I’d rather keep some of those good

memories in my heart.

“I don’t want to wait until even the memories of our childhood are exhausted, ending up with both of us resenting each other.”

Lucas was puzzled. “How could we come to hate each other if we’re just friends?”

Chloe looked up, her eyes earnest and dark. Her eyes were incredibly beautiful, like the brightest stars in the night sky, now swirling with a galaxy of emotions.

Under her gaze, Lucas felt his heart stop and his breath hitch. Why had he ever thought Linda could compare to her?

Chloe’s gaze was serious, tinged with sincerity. “Lucas, we’ve known each other for so many years. I know what you’re thinking. I was the one unwilling to let go before, but I’m tired of this tug–of–war and the games. I won’t turn back. It’s impossible to salvage what we had between us now.”

Those words felt like a cold plunge to Lucas.

He had hoped Chloe would agree. After all, he was so humble, and it was such a small

request.

However, Chloe was smart, and she saw right through his delaying tactic.

Chloe pulled the car door open and got in. She didn’t drive away immediately. The window rolled down slowly, but she didn’t look at Lucas.

Calmly, she said, “Maybe when you let go of your obsession, we can be friends because I have. Take care, Lucas.”

Then, Chloe drove off.

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Chapter 221

Lucas watched her car’s disappearing figure, his eyes dimming. If she knew what he was doing now, she would be even less likely to forgive him.

But he had no choice.

He could never let go of his obsession.

Chloe drove along the city’s elevated roads, unaware that a car was following her, keeping a discreet distance.

Teddy, who had been a racing team captain in his youth, was an expert in tailing. Whenever Chloe seemed suspicious, he would seamlessly blend into the traffic.

After half an hour, Teddy spoke to the man in the back seat, “Ms. Chloe is quite observant. She nearly spotted us several times. Sir, should we continue to follow?”

“Keep following,” Connor’s voice was tired, carrying a hint of exhaustion.

Teddy sighed imperceptibly. The boss had it rough.

After breaking up with Chloe, he tried to avoid drawing attention and couldn’t go to her directly.

But he missed her terribly. He could only follow her when she was driving around, passing by her car just to catch a fleeting glimpse.

Teddy consoled Connor, “Ms. Chloe is so smart I believe one day she’ll understand you’re doing this against your will.”

Connor leaned back in the leather seat, enveloped by the darkness of the night. His gaze was heavy, his voice cold, “I can’t protect her right now. I’d rather she never finds out.”