Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Since Jeffery spoke, Chloe took a seat. To her left was Jeffery, and to her right, Connor. It was a prime spot for sure. But the looks she received were a mixed bag of emotions. Chloe glanced around. The Sartori family was indeed a big clan, with more than a dozen people at the table. Connor started with the introductions.

"Chloe, this is my sister Madison..." Chloe greeted everyone politely. Among the faces at the table, there were a few she knew. Marian and Pax, of course, and Kaitlyn.

Chloe had met Kaitlyn at Marian's birthday party, where Lisa had deliberately spilled red wine on her dress, and Kaitlyn had kindly lent her a replacement. Chloe smiled at Kaitlyn. With a playful tone, Kaitlyn said, "Last time, I called you Chloe. Now, it's Aunt Chloe."

Valeria's kids Charlie and Hannah joined in the teasing, "Yeah, Aunt Chloe is so young and pretty. It's kinda embarrassing for us to admit she's our aunt when we bump into her outside." Charlie nudged Pax beside him, "Right, bro?"

Pax sat quietly, almost blending into the background with his head down. The once vibrant and optimistic Pax seemed like a different person now. He still had his blond hair and the same face, but his naive brightness and vibrant energy were gone. Pax said nothing. A smug look crossed Charlie's face. Chloe's eyebrows knitted slightly.

Just then, footsteps echoed from the doorway. Everyone turned to look.

Claire walked in. She immediately noticed Chloe sitting in her seat and approached with an air of superiority. "Ms. Chloe seems to be coming from a small place. Did your parents teach you to take the host's seat when visiting someone's

home?"

It was only then that Chloe realized she was in Claire's seat. In this unfamiliar environment, Chloe was cautious not to act rashly. She stood up, intending to move.

Before she could, Connor held onto her arm. He stood up first, turning to Claire with a cold stare. "This seat doesn't have your name on it, sis. It's first come, first served. Maybe you should find another seat."

Claire wasn't just fighting over a

spot. To her, this seat was the

closest to the family's power center. With everyone present, conceding even once would signal to her sisters that her boundaries could be easily crossed.

Valeria, with a smile, chimed in, "Claire, it's just a seat. Let Ms. Chloe have it this time since it's her first visit."

"Shut your mouth! When did I ask for your opinion?" Claire snapped at Valeria.

Valeria's smile froze, and she reluctantly sat down, urged by her husband.

"Enough. Stop the bickering," Jeffery intervened. "Claire, if you want to eat, find another seat. If you don't, go kneel in your room. I asked Chloe to sit here, and from now on, this seat is hers whenever she visits.