Mag-log inNeither the city police nor Hank Grayson had expected Xavier Grayson to show up.He sat back in his chair, eyes half-lidded, looking like a ticking time bomb. No one dared to meet his gaze.The murderous aura radiating from him made Hank Grayson shiver the moment he was brought out.Xavier Grayson raised his hand and gave a slight wave.The officer nodded immediately and unlocked the door.Without a word, Xavier Grayson stepped inside.Hank Grayson instinctively raised his arms to shield himself."W-what are you doing?"Xavier Grayson walked up to him. "Hank Grayson, you're something else. You slipped past all of us and snuck into the venue. Should I give you an award for that?"Hank Grayson swallowed hard, embarrassed. "No... I didn't kill the one I wanted to kill most. It wasn't a success."Xavier Grayson let out a cold laugh. "Hah."Then he swung his hand and slapped Hank Grayson hard across the head.The force sent Hank Grayson tumbling off his chair and onto the floor.Xavier Gra
Xavier Grayson comforted her gently. "Don't be afraid. I'm here."The group waited outside the operating room.Xavier Grayson soothed Chloe Bishop while Gracia, Zayed, Lace, and the others finished handling Hank Grayson's situation, then escorted both families safely home.Tim and Nora both looked pale.Nora hadn't shed a single tear, but her expression said it all—she was barely holding herself together.Her eyes were hollow. Her face was ghostly white.Tim crouched on the ground, his head buried in his hands.Just then, the operating room doors swung open.Everyone rushed forward.Tim and Nora were the fastest.When they saw that the person being wheeled out was Gwen Grayson, Tim finally broke down, crying like a child.He grabbed her cold hand and whispered softly, "Gwen! Gwen!"The doctor let out a sigh of relief. "The bullet hit her shoulder. The surgery went well—she won't have any lasting complications. It grazed a nerve, but we got lucky. If it had hit directly, her entire lef
His eyes darted left and right—then his face darkened.Something was wrong. This man was off.He seemed to be heading straight for Xavier Grayson!Tim immediately let go of Gwen Grayson and sprinted after him.But Gwen Grayson wasn't the type to just stand by. She chased after him too.Up on the second floor, Lace also sensed something amiss.He leaped down from the balcony, his gaze locked on the shifting scene below.Xavier Grayson had noticed the disturbance as well. He looked at the man approaching—but the man was disguised, his face hidden.Still, instinct told him: this man was coming for him.Realizing he'd been spotted, Hank Grayson whipped out his gun and aimed.Bang!The gunshot sent the entire hall into chaos.Xavier Grayson had barely dodged in time, pulling Chloe Bishop down with him as they rolled across the floor twice.Seeing his shot miss, Hank Grayson fired two more rounds at the ground, then shot at the people rushing toward him from both sides.Suddenly, a sharp pa
In a dark corner elsewhere, Hank Grayson stared with bloodshot eyes at the two figures spinning across the dance floor.Xavier Grayson and Chloe Bishop.After getting out of detention, he'd gone straight home.He'd thought he could win back his father's, mother's, and grandfather's forgiveness. But who could have guessed—he was met with a beating and a torrent of abuse instead.Because he'd been locked up, Lord Grayson had taken over his company.And once the old man started digging, he uncovered gaping holes in the company's finances.The discovery enraged Lord Grayson so much that he couldn't get out of bed for three days. Het Grayson was beside himself with worry.Hank Grayson had gone home hoping to explain himself. Instead, the old man hurled his cane at him and ordered him to get out of the Grayson Family for good.He'd barely escaped prison, thinking his family would help keep him out for good. But then—he was cast out!All of it was Xavier Grayson's fault! If not for him, his
This time, it was Caesor's turn to freeze.He averted his gaze, a flicker of nervousness crossing his face—like a cat that had just been caught stealing cream.Seeing him like that, Nora understood immediately. It was because today she had put on a dress and done her makeup with care, instead of looking like her usual superwoman self.She looked down at herself.A floor-length gown with a short front hem. Her hair was loose, with little braids woven in. Earrings glinted at her ears, and her makeup was delicately done. Her skin had always been fair and fine, but she used to hide it under long sleeves.Now, in this evening gown, every single one of her best features was on full display.After all—who wouldn't love a woman like this?She bit her lip. "I'm too domineering, aren't I?"Caesor's gold-rimmed glasses caught the light. "No matter who you are, I love you. As long as it's you."Nora gave a bitter smile—one that tugged at the heart. Ever since she'd left Nicholas Taylor, she'd loc
Gwen Grayson was a little miffed. "You tricked me!"Tim quickly grabbed her wrist. "No, I didn't. I know you too well—I know exactly how to cheer you up. As long as you're talking, everything's fine. After the banquet, I'll take you out for some glutinous rice balls, okay?"Gwen Grayson's eyes lit up instantly, fixed on him intently. "And?"Tim thought for a moment. "And your favorite grilled skewers, roasted octopus, spicy hotpot, steak and pasta, and that juice you love."Gwen Grayson licked her lips. The small gesture made Tim's mind go blank for a second, a fire kindling low in his chest. His hand instinctively tightened around her waist, drawing her closer.Gwen Grayson was now acting every bit the little diva. "I don't just want to eat. Later tonight, let's go clubbing! I remember your ex-ex-girlfriend hangs out there too. We'll buy a huge pile of snacks, sit in the corner, and watch her eat. She'll be dancing on the floor, and we'll just sit there and stare at her. Let's piss o
Outside the Operating Room.Chloe sat on a plastic chair, still wearing her million-dollar designer wedding dress. She was trembling, sitting as still as a lifeless mannequin. The dress, once pure and white, was now stained with dark, wet patches of blood. Against the crimson stains, her skin looke
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
“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
“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







