로그인Charlie quickly typed back: "OK, let me take a look."With that, both sides fell silent.Meanwhile, Hiba was still sizing Chloe Bishop up. She leaned in and asked, "Texting Xavier?"Chloe Bishop thought to herself—why is this woman so annoying? She has to pry even when I'm just sending a message.So she replied, "No. I'm not that free to cling to him all day."Hiba let out an "oh" with a faint hint of disdain in her tone. "Really? You seem pretty free to me. Ever since you got pregnant, you're either glued to Xavier's side or stirring up trouble everywhere."Chloe Bishop looked up, displeased. She felt there was a hidden jab in those words. "Where exactly have you seen me stirring up trouble? And even if I did, I never dragged my family into it or lost money over it."Hiba felt she was being called out. "Are you looking down on me?"Chloe Bishop: "Wouldn't dare. But you know who you are, so you know what you're thinking. I wasn't throwing shade at you—I was just talking about myself."
"Are you two alright?"Chloe Bishop smiled. "I'm fine."Zara nodded, but she wanted to break the awkward tension between them. She quickly said, "Since we all know each other, why don't we go out for a meal? There's a nice Italian restaurant nearby."Gwen Grayson, being a foodie at heart, beamed. "Yes, yes! Let's all go together!"Hiba stood with her arms crossed, elegant and sophisticated—a different kind of beauty from Chloe Bishop.Chloe Bishop had that striking, eye-catching allure of an American beauty, carrying an innate air of nobility. Hiba, on the other hand, was an elegant, refined woman. Their contrasting presences felt almost surreal, yet captivating to behold."I heard Xavier is here too, right? Why not bring him along?"Chloe Bishop replied, "He's busy. He has work to do."Hiba covered her mouth in mock surprise. "Still has work even when he's here? Is the workload too heavy, or is his wife not helping him enough?"Chloe Bishop could tell—Hiba was deliberately taking jab
Zara covered her mouth with a light laugh. "But I'm not wrong, am I? Ever since you got pregnant, you've gradually faded out of the entertainment circle. No more competitions either. I used to see you going head-to-head with those other women, but now it's all just low-quality variety shows and dramas everywhere—so awkward to watch."Nora's eyes sparkled. "I never would have guessed that Grandma is actually Chloe's biggest fan."Zara's smile was so wide her eyes almost disappeared—clearly, she adored that compliment.The group arrived at the exhibition hall, parked the car, and got out one by one.Chloe Bishop looked up at the building and raised an eyebrow. "Why does this place feel so familiar?"Her grandfather came up beside her. "Of course it's familiar. I brought you here when you were little. A lot of people were envious of me for having such a clever and lively granddaughter."Chloe Bishop smiled at the memory.They stepped inside, and it was like entering a different world. Th
Nora sent a string of laughing emojis. "I'd rather they talk smack to my face than gossip behind my back!"Gwen Grayson replied with a shocked emoji. "Quick, quick—pull me back in!"Their messages lingered in the group. No one replied, and the chat fell into silence.Xavier Grayson had originally planned to head back right after the wedding, but now that a class reunion was on the table, he found himself hesitating.So when he came out of the bathroom, drying his hair, he asked, "Are you sure you want to go to that reunion?"Chloe Bishop looked up curiously and was greeted by the sight of the man exuding charm from every pore. Droplets of water clung to his damp hair, and even in his bathrobe, the contours of his body were faintly visible."I don't really want to go anymore. You should head back if you have things to do. My grandparents don't seem ready to leave yet—maybe they want to stay a few more days and sightsee."Xavier Grayson curved his lips into a faint smile, walked over, g
Just as Chloe Bishop finished typing, she glanced back at the group chat and saw the classmates' remarks growing even more out of line.Then a friend request popped up.She glanced at the profile picture and name—it was Stella.After accepting, Stella immediately sent a message."I'm so sorry, Chloe. The classmates didn't mean anything by it. Please don't overthink it."Chloe Bishop replied coolly."They said what they said. Why are you apologizing for them? As if you were the one who said it."The other side went silent for a long while.Then Stella typed again: "I don't know how it got so twisted. All I said was that you came to my wedding—just one mention in the group."Chloe Bishop switched back to the group chat and saw Stella's latest messages."Alright, that's enough. Don't go too far. Chloe is a good person—she's nothing like what you're making her out to be."Soon, replies popped up beneath."But we didn't say anything that bad, did we? Did she tattle to you?""Grown woman st
The seven of them exchanged glances. Nora genuinely didn't want to go—she hated crowded places.Caesor naturally knew this and shook his head. "If you all want to go, Nora and I will sit this one out."Gwen Grayson immediately let out a disappointed groan. "But it wouldn't be any fun without you two! Nora, please come with us!"Nora gave Gwen Grayson a deep look. "So you want to go?"Gwen Grayson quickly passed the decision to Chloe Bishop. "No, it depends on Chloe. If she goes, I'll go. If she doesn't, I won't."Chloe Bishop was caught between laughter and tears. She hadn't expected the final decision to rest on her shoulders.Still, she wanted to leave it to Xavier Grayson. Given his status, attending a class reunion would undoubtedly make him the center of attention—and being in the spotlight meant getting bombarded with questions.Maybe some would even try to take advantage of the opportunity to ask for favors."What do you think?"Xavier Grayson tapped his fingers lightly on the
Chloe pinched the tiny scrap of black lace between her fingers, her expression filled with pure skepticism. "Are you serious? Is this even wearable?"Wouldn't just pinning him down be faster and more efficient? she thought.Bella rolled her eyes at Chloe’s lack of romantic vision. "What do you know
“Where am I?”Chloe Bishop bolted upright, her head spinning with a sickening heaviness. The room was cold, sterile, and completely unfamiliar. She scrambled to get out of bed, her heart hammering against her ribs. She couldn't be here. Tomorrow was her wedding day—the day she would finally marry L
Looking into Chloe’s bloodshot eyes, Liam withdrew his probing gaze. He lowered his eyelids, remaining silent and detached, his long lashes veiling whatever emotions stirred beneath.Chloe had always adored Liam’s physical perfection. Even now, standing there in the dim light, he looked like a flaw
“Have you found out who did this yet?”Liam Martin’s usually handsome, refined face was currently shrouded in a dark, suffocating shadow. He looked cold and lethal—the literal personification of the calm before a devastating storm.At twenty-four, Liam had spent the last six years clawing his way t







