ログイン"Lord Grayson, we've got a problem." Caesor hurried into the office and handed Xavier a bank transfer statement.Xavier looked up from his computer, took the document, and glanced at it casually. A cold smirk tugged at his lips. "What's this?""I don't know. The bank called this morning saying an unexplained sum of three million Dollars had been deposited into our account out of nowhere."Caesor frowned, thinking it over before continuing, "But I don't recall any of our projects receiving an incoming payment like this."Xavier examined the document from start to finish. "No, this isn't our asset. Check who the account holder is."Caesor had already looked into it and was waiting for the call. Soon, the phone rang, and he put it on speaker.When the bank representative confirmed that the transferring account belonged to the Taylor Group, Xavier and Caesor exchanged a meaningful glance.The Taylor Group—Nicholas Taylor?Why would he send them this?Xavier was full of suspicion. "Are you
Chloe Bishop took a refreshing breath, inhaling the scent of her hair. "Smells so good."Xavier wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, breathing in her fragrance. His breath gradually grew uneven. He opened his eyes. "For you. For the baby in your belly. I'm going to shut them all up."Chloe Bishop believed in Xavier. She always had."Don't worry. You're my husband. Bishop Group is yours—do whatever you want with it."But Xavier took her hand and kissed it. "No. I'm going to build Bishop up properly. And at the same time, I need to start planning my own future."With that, he was like a child eager to show off his new toy."Come with me."Chloe Bishop nodded and followed him out.That night, Xavier laid out his entire plan to her in detail, from start to finish, hoping she could help him think it through.Chloe Bishop looked at him in surprise. "You and Caesor..."Xavier nodded. "I wasn't going to tell you guys originally. I wanted you to focus on r
Only then did Anna feel relieved. She slumped onto the sofa, utterly drained. "Good. Next time, please, I'm begging you—don't run off like that. I swear, I almost had a heart attack."Her adorable earnestness warmed Chloe Bishop's heart. She took Anna's hand and sat down beside her on the sofa, soothing her. "It's fine. Next time, I'll make sure I take it before I leave. Or better yet, I'll bring you along so you don't have to face Xavier's glare."Chloe Bishop glanced over her shoulder at Xavier, who was leaning against the table, staring at her. That face of his—always so cold, that overpowering aura he never bothered to dial down. Didn't he realize he scared people?He didn't care how old Anna was or whether she was afraid—he just went ahead and terrorized her anyway.Honestly, he was way out of line.Xavier, catching an undeserved glare from Chloe Bishop, gave a helpless look out the window at the streetlights. What did this have to do with him?He was just standing there, and Ann
Adam, on the other hand, crossed her arms and clicked her tongue.These two—were they doing this on purpose?Chloe Bishop's face scrunched up slightly. This orange was way too sour.She immediately pushed the slice back into Xavier's mouth and pulled away from him."This orange is too sour. Can't eat it."Nora nodded right away. She picked through the pile, found one with a little nub on the end, and handed it to Chloe Bishop. "This one's sweet. Guaranteed sweet. Free if it's not."Chloe Bishop laughed at Nora, who looked like a street vendor hawking her goods. She peeled it and took a bite—it really was sweet.Adam exchanged a couple more words with the person on the phone—nothing important—then hung up.Gwen Grayson sat down beside her. "What's going on? Why didn't Wyatt call you himself?"Adam set her phone down. "Probably busy."Tim was stroking the cat in his lap. He let out a cold laugh at that. "Busy? If Gwen Grayson was upset, I'd drop everything and come find her. Because I'd
Chloe Bishop caught the look on Adam's face and knew she was feeling a little left out—no one was really keeping her company.So she quietly leaned over to Xavier Grayson. "Hey, didn't Wyatt come back from abroad?"Xavier Grayson nodded. "He didn't. But from what he said, he still cares about Adam."Chloe Bishop waved a hand dismissively. "Cares? If he cared, he wouldn't have hit her. If you ask me, he's way more into his precious Laura."Xavier Grayson didn't argue for once. Instead, he took her hand again. "Today—about what happened with Sana—I know."Chloe Bishop gave a casual "Mm," still stroking the cat's head. "Yeah, and?"Xavier Grayson frowned. This woman—how could she act so indifferent?He'd been over the moon when he saw those words, and here she was, acting like nothing had happened.He let out a breath. "Are you really going to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about?"Chloe Bishop looked at him. What was up with him today?If he didn't spell it out, how was she sup
Anna was utterly horrified. Caesor pointed at her book. "It's upside down, sweetheart."She fumbled frantically, flipped the book right-side up, and buried her face in it, her voice muffled. "S-sorry!""Admitting your mistake is half the fix. So, what are you hiding?"Caesor wasn't in a rush. He pressed her calmly.Anna shook her head. "Nothing! It's just—Chloe didn't take her pregnancy tonic this morning, and it's almost four in the afternoon now, and she's still not back, and the tonic's still sitting there untouched! Ugh... I'm so dead, aren't I?"She lifted her head from the book, her big, tear-filled eyes glistening like black gems. Caesor curved his lips into a sly grin."No, you're not almost dead. You're about to be dead. Lord Grayson!"Anna shot to her feet. "!!! Ah!"Xavier Grayson poked his head out from the doorway. The foam-covered Samoyed stuck its head out too, followed by Adrian Grayson and Rick.The whole family—four of them—lined up. And every single one wore the exa
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
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







