LOGINAdam let out a soft sigh, careful not to let the other three hear. But that didn't mean they didn't notice her low spirits.Chloe Bishop immediately pushed her favorite french fries over. "These fries are actually pretty good. You guys should try some."Gwen Grayson, the little foodie, grabbed two and dipped them in ketchup before stuffing them into her mouth. "I gained another ten thousand followers! See the power of this woman?"Nora Fatehi's phone rang, and she stepped away for a moment—no prize for guessing who it was.Gwen Grayson grinned. "Look, Nora is blushing."Adam laughed. "Careful—she'll come back and get you for that."Gwen Grayson shut her mouth and blinked her big innocent eyes. "Then... I'll just keep browsing Whatsapp! You two, look—the fans are tagging both of you like crazy!"Chloe Bishop pulled out her phone and scanned the comments. A warm feeling spread through her heart.On Whatsapp, everyone tagging her had also tagged Xavier in the same post. And they'd added
Chloe Bishop saw that Sana was like a mute eating bitter herbs—unable to utter a word in her own defense. She walked right up to her and raised her hand to teach her a lesson, but Nora Fatehi stopped her.Nora Fatehi didn't hesitate. She delivered a sharp slap across Sana's face. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.At the sight of blood, Sana fled in terror, leaving the four women behind laughing.Nora Fatehi patted her hands together. "You're pregnant. You can't let your emotions get too riled up."Chloe Bishop nodded, then turned and looked coldly at the surrounding crowd. "Who just said my husband was a kept man?"The people who had been about to leave exchanged glances, but no one stepped forward.Chloe Bishop didn't bother trying to ferret them out. She cleared her throat."I don't care who said it. From today on, don't let me hear a single ill word about my husband. He can't be bothered to deal with you—but I can. We'll never have to worry about food or money for the re
"He's my man. You have no right to call him a servant. Let me make this clear, Miss Sana—Vincent is my driver, my bodyguard, and my partner. He is not a servant!"Sana's eyes reddened. "You—!""Enough with the 'you' and 'me.' Remember that bet we made before? You were supposed to call me 'Grandpa' every time you saw me. Well, dear granddaughter, it seems you've already forgotten." Chloe Bishop pressed on relentlessly.Sana was seething with rage, swallowing back her curses and switching tactics. "I was just helping you brush something off your shoulder, and you had your man hit me! Don't you think you're being a bit ungrateful?"Since brute force wasn't working, Sana would try another approach.The pity card—that should work, right?Sure enough, upon hearing Sana's words, the crowd immediately assumed Chloe Bishop was the one picking a fight—and not only that, but using her bodyguard to bully people. Unreasonable.A few people recognized Chloe Bishop and started pointing fingers."Isn
Sana's face was filled with mockery as she recalled the rumors that had once spread like wildfire—about Chloe Bishop chasing after Xavier Grayson.Truly, only a cheap woman would know how to seduce."What I do or don't do is none of your business," Sana said coldly.Chloe Bishop wasn't fazed. "My mother used to tell me that when two people with different horizons argue, the one with the narrower view usually wins—because the broader-minded person knows their hearts are different, and so are the things they care about."Sana gritted her teeth. "Are you saying I have a narrow view?!""Wouldn't dare. Vincent, let's move somewhere else."Vincent immediately nodded, took the food, and walked to a different spot—putting more distance between them and Sana.Sana's eyes locked onto her. That shameless woman! Who gave her the right to prance around on her high horse?!And she had the nerve to call her narrow-minded! That was the one thing Sana couldn't stand—and Chloe Bishop had the audacity t
She reached for her phone and saw that it had been set to silent mode—Xavier Grayson must have done that on purpose.He was probably worried that someone might call and disturb her sleep.A warm feeling spread through her heart. She called Gwen Grayson.That girl probably knew she'd be sleepy too—she'd only called once around nine in the morning and then obediently stayed quiet.Gwen Grayson picked up quickly."Hello! Gorgeous, you're awake?"Gwen Grayson's voice was always so lively; Chloe Bishop was used to it."Yeah, I'm awake. Has Adam arrived yet?"She could hear Nora Fatehi and Adam's voices in the background.Nora Fatehi was calling out, "Hey, Chloe, come over to my place. Joy is at school, so there's no one home."Adam asked with concern, "Do you need us to pick you up? Is it tough being pregnant?"Chloe Bishop was touched by their thoughtfulness. "No need to pick me up. I have Vincent with me. Since we're meeting at Nora's house, I'll be there in less than an hour. Wait for m
Xavier Grayson: "I... I... I..."He stammered for a moment, then realized that was exactly the case.With Chloe Bishop's quick wits, an ordinary person really couldn't handle her.Vincent was naturally quiet and reserved, devoted to his work and genuinely loyal. Every time Xavier Grayson saw him walk into his room covered in sweat with a blank expression, he couldn't help but feel the kid was truly pitiful.Xavier Grayson glanced at her again. "If Vincent can't manage you, I'll find someone else.""Who?" Chloe Bishop frowned."Jace? Lan?""Forget it. Those two are even tougher. If I don't listen, they'll just haul me back like a sack of rice. I'd rather die."Chloe Bishop waved her hand, clearly unwilling."Then Finch and Lace." Xavier Grayson thought for a moment and offered.Chloe Bishop's eyes lit up. "Oh, those two are good! Especially Lace—that little guy is just...""Forget it."Before she could finish, Xavier Grayson cut her off. She looked at him, frustrated. "You just said th
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







