LOGINSo that photo—it wasn't just seen by Xavier Grayson. Caesor had seen it too. And possibly even more people.A chill ran through Chloe Bishop's entire body. She instinctively curled in on herself. "Why would Seth Rollins be so cruel to me? He took the last shred of dignity I had left in front of Xavier Grayson and destroyed it."Nora Fatehi held her tightly, heart aching for her. "Chloe, it sounds like you still can't let go of Xavier Grayson."Chloe Bishop shook her head. "No, that's different. It's like how you and Nicholas Taylor divorced—you still wouldn't want him to see you at your worst."When it came to someone you'd once been close to, pride always ran especially high.And besides—she and Xavier Grayson had ended precisely because of this. How could she not care? How could she pretend it didn't matter?In the middle of the night, Chloe Bishop had a nightmare.In the dream, Seth Rollins forced himself on her while cameras rolled from every angle. No matter how she struggled or
Hearing this, Justin Taylor said with feigned regret, "I still have to work."Nora Fatehi said, "Keep it up, Justin. You're no less capable than your brother."Chloe Bishop teased, "What Sister Nora really means is, you should take the Bishop Group back from your brother."Nora Fatehi raised her hands in surrender. "I would never instigate brother against brother."Justin Taylor laughed. "I also thought Sister-in-law was suggesting I do the righteous thing—so that what belongs to Joy doesn't fall into Nadia's hands.""Don't even go there. Joy has nothing to do with the Taylor family. My daughter doesn't care about your family's things. Whatever the Taylors have, we mother and daughter already have plenty."Nora Fatehi truly wasn't short on money now. As a hacker, she earned hefty commissions for each job. She also handled investments and financial planning. She no longer relied on anyone—she and her daughter lived a perfectly comfortable life together.She'd never coveted Nicholas Tay
After Chloe Bishop left the stage, Liam Martin quietly slipped away from the venue.He knew—in her story, he was already a footnote.Once in the car, he said to the driver, "Drop me off at a quiet bar."But when the driver turned around, Liam Martin was met with Brandon Jay's cold face. "Sara is still waiting for you."Liam Martin glanced at him, then let his gaze fall on the bustling streets outside. "I can't give her what she wants."Brandon Jay's voice was laced with anger. "You still can't let go? Chloe Bishop doesn't love you anymore."Liam Martin smiled faintly. "Maybe. But I can wait."He didn't know if she would ever come back—but he could wait.After watching the competition, Jin left with his friends. His leg injury made it difficult for him to move around, but he'd come specifically to catch a glimpse of Chloe Bishop's performance. He hadn't expected his master's wife to be this extraordinary.Getting into the car, he sent Xavier Grayson a text: "My master's wife is truly..
"What you seek isn't what I seek."Chloe Bishop said to Ava Adam, "Truth is, I'm a failure in some ways too. You're luckier than me—you've always had a man quietly watching over you from behind.""Lucky than you?"Ava Adam let out a bitter laugh. "Hearing you say that really surprises me. Maybe you're right—what we want is different, so I'm always left feeling unsatisfied and discontent."She paused, then asked Chloe Bishop, "Do you know why I'm so obsessed with beating you?"Chloe Bishop waited quietly for her to continue.Ava Adam's eyes reddened slightly. "I've been a golden girl since I was young—my parents' pride and joy. Then we moved to New York City and I met you. Their pride turned into disappointment. The one thing they said most often was, 'Look at Chloe Bishop.'""You know, to succeed, you have to be first—because nobody remembers second place. To get ahead, you also have to be first—because second place is always stuck under someone, never able to truly rise."So that was
Even after Chloe Bishop walked off the stage, many people still hadn't fully recovered from the sheer brilliance of her performance.By now, the ratings had hit an all-time high.Not only had the viewership records been shattered—the comment sections across all major platforms had crashed from the traffic. She dominated the trending lists on Whatsapp and every news headline.Some said Chloe Bishop had earned the equivalent of hundreds of millions in brand endorsements with just one dance. For the entire night, Whatsapp and the entire internet became her personal showcase.Overnight, her Whatsapp follower count skyrocketed from eight million to fifty million—multiplying several times over—and still climbing.The livestream influencer "Drake" rode the wave perfectly, jumping from a few hundred thousand followers to several million. He was so overwhelmed with joy that he sat on the toilet and sobbed.But backstage, the dancers' faces were growing uglier by the minute. None of them had ex
It hurt—a bone-deep, soul-carving pain that wouldn't stop bleeding.Because the grown-up girl on that stage no longer belonged to him. She no longer danced just for him...The moment the prelude began, Liam Martin's eyes turned bloodshot. His hands clenched into fists, pressed against his trembling lips—the pain shot through the back of his hands.Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Chloe Bishop's body began to move slowly. Her red-and-white dress fluttered with each graceful motion.Justin Taylor watched her with concern. Thankfully, her movements weren't vigorous—fluid and gentle. Bending backward, swaying her hips, lifting her legs—every motion flowed like water.Gradually, the worry in his eyes gave way to admiration, and admiration turned into sheer awe.Solo dance—especially slow dance—was extremely demanding.Chloe Bishop's flexibility, her breath control, and her rhythm were all impeccable. Most of all, her expressiveness effortlessly drew every pair of eyes in the room.A
Blueberry’s frantic cries acted like a beacon, drawing the sharp gazes of Joy Zhao and the rest of the group. They moved in unison toward the sound, their predatory curiosity piqued by the sight of Blueberry’s public breakdown. After all, they had arrived together—it would be a social faux pas to l
Chloe Bishop was deeply skeptical of Xavier Grayson’s "I won't touch you" promise. She remembered Liam Jr.’s one-month celebration, when Xavier’s arm had been injured for the first time—he certainly hadn't let her off easy then. However, seeing the severity of the gash on his arm, which absolutely
Chloe blinked up at him, her heart still hammering against her ribs. "What for?"Xavier’s face was uncharacteristically heavy, his voice dropping an octave. "I’m taking you to the hospital."Chloe couldn't help but let out a small, weary laugh. "Xavier, it doesn't work that fast. It's an ointment,
Faking a faint?In the high-stakes theater of the Grayson family, it was a classic move, but a desperate one. Sienna lay there, fuming beneath her "unconscious" mask. The maid’s testimony was a masterpiece of revisionist history—painting herself as a victim of coercion when she had been salivating







