Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 1065

This looked like a letter written in blood.

Connor could read every word, but none of it made sense to him.

“What is this?” he asked, frowning.

Chloe took a breath. “Remember how I told you I suspected Grant before I disappeared? I’d actually been in that basement prison once. My mentor secretly slipped this note into my coat pocket, but later, Amelia hypnotized me, and I lost all memory of what happened. When I found this note later, I had no idea what it meant. I was scared to say anything and only suspected my friend. But now, I finally remember everything.”

“My mentor wanted me to give this to Jeffery.”

Kash was still confused. He didn’t know much about the long-standing feud between the Ballard and Sartori families. But yesterday, he’d learned about Grant’s true identity from Chloe.

Grant was the last heir of the Grevenberg family. His goal was to get revenge for what happened to his family. And the person he blamed was Jeffery.

Yesterday, Kash had found all those graves on the hillside, which proved Grant really was a Grevenberg. After going home that night, Kash dove into researching the massacre that had wiped out the Grevenbergs fifty years ago.

But there wasn’t much to find. So much time had passed, and there were hardly any records left. All he could dig up were a few old news stories and piles of rumors—mostly dramatic tales about high society and old family grudges.

Still, there was one theory that kept coming up: the Sartori family had destroyed the Grevenbergs. People pointed out that after the massacre, the Sartoris rose to power almost overnight, taking the Grevenbergs’ place among the four major families in Eldridge City. Both families had started out in trade—Grevenberg with foreign business, Sartori with a single shipping boat.

Kash shared everything he’d learned with the others.

Chloe said, “No point in guessing anymore. Let’s go see Jeffery.”

After a moment, Jeffery finally put down his brush and looked up. “You wanted to see me?”

Chloe didn’t waste time. “Jeffery, I have something for you. I think you’ll know what it is.”

She handed him the box.

Jeffery opened it and took out the blood-stained letter. His face changed instantly—he looked shocked, then deeply troubled. He gripped the note tightly. “Where did you get this?”

“My mentor gave it to me,” Chloe explained quietly. “He was being held in the basement by my friend. Back then, he told me to deliver this to you.”