ログインStill, she didn't feel she'd said anything wrong.When dealing with a woman like that—a homewrecker—the best approach was to be firm and unyielding.Otherwise, Gwen Grayson suspected that if she showed even a hint of softness, the other woman would only mock her more.In this world, the one person you should never shortchange is yourself. So she'd have to make a small sacrifice of Ava Adam's feelings.With a light smile, she lifted her chin. "Fine. Your dear Mr. Marsh, he loves durian, wasabi, and cilantro. If you want to win him over, I suggest you make a 'Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate' dish—sprinkle plenty of cilantro on top, along with ginger, garlic, and scallions. Absolutely delicious."Gwen Grayson described it with such vivid detail and exaggerated gestures that Ava Adam actually took a step back.She waved her hand in front of her face with disgust. "Gwen Grayson! Do you take me for a fool? Tayne Marsh has never liked fish! And he hates ginger, garlic, and scallions! Cilan
With that, she hung up.After ending the call, she realized her heart was racing—a telltale sign that she'd just told a lie.Letting out a breath, Ava Adam hadn't expected Gwen Grayson to be this sharp.That wasn't right—she shouldn't be this clever.Gwen Grayson stared at the dead phone line and fell silent.What Ava Adam said did make some sense—she and Nora weren't close, so it wasn't completely unreasonable for Ava Adam to bring this to her instead.But the fact that Ava Adam kept pushing for an in-person meeting was suspicious.If she could just say it over the phone, why insist on meeting face-to-face? Something was bound to happen.Still, curiosity got the better of her. She called back.Ava Adam answered quickly. "Hello.""How about this—we meet at Shangge Café. Does that work?"A fierce spark of triumph lit up Ava Adam's eyes, and she immediately agreed."Fine."Just as Gwen Grayson was about to confirm, Ava Adam added another condition: "We can meet, but it has to be just th
Ava Adam's expression shifted slightly upon hearing the plan.She asked skeptically, "Will this actually work?"Sana shot her an annoyed look and pursed her lips. "How would I know? I've never tried it. I'm just giving you advice because I hate seeing you so miserable."Noticing that Sana seemed a little upset, Ava Adam quickly topped up her glass. "Don't be mad. I was just asking. Fine, I'll give it a try."Sana downed her drink in one go. Then something came to mind, and her expression turned serious."Let me be clear—if anything goes wrong with this plan, don't you dare drag my name into it."Ava Adam let out a chuckle. "Such a scaredy-cat! I got it."Unbothered by the teasing, Sana said matter-of-factly, "I'm not like you or Nadia. You both married well—you've got backing and status. If this blows up and your Tayne Marsh finds out I was the one pulling the strings, I wouldn't survive it."Ava Adam took her hand. "Alright, I understand."Only after receiving her repeated reassuranc
It left her restless and troubled.The campus festival dragged on until three in the afternoon before finally wrapping up. Chloe Bishop's back and legs were aching from all the sitting, but she'd stayed put for the sake of Adrian Grayson and Rick, those two curious little ones.As Xavier Grayson helped her to her feet, she heard Adrian Grayson exclaim, "No wonder it's an overseas event—that was amazing."Rick nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's my first time at something like this."Adrian Grayson asked, "Really?"Rick pressed her lips together and gave a bittersweet smile. "With you all here with me, I feel really happy."Adrian Grayson chuckled.The four of them got into the car to head home, but Jin and Tina stopped them.Jin called out to Xavier Grayson, "Lord, want to grab dinner tonight?"Xavier Grayson replied, "No. I need to take care of Chloe at home."Jin thought for a moment. "Then bring the missus along too."Chloe Bishop didn't really feel like going, but before she could sa
She wasn't the type to run from a challenge, but she was truly exhausted by all these competitions. Did these people have nothing better to do? Targeting her every single day—weren't they tired? She was tired on their behalf.So she offered a faint smile and said to Scarlett Johnson in front of the entire audience, "I wouldn't dare. Thank you."Scarlett Johnson narrowed her eyes and taunted, "I thought you were up for it. Or is someone not even worth fighting for in your eyes?"Chloe Bishop glanced down at Xavier Grayson.He stared back at her with an unreadable expression."Then let me ask you, Miss Johnson—is this person nothing more than a trophy to you? Something to be traded back and forth?"Scarlett Johnson froze.She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "No!""If that's the case, then why compete? Love isn't a bargaining chip. He's not an object to be won or lost."With that, she handed the microphone back to the reporter. "I'm done."The reporter took it back, utterly
Xavier Grayson: "Is she really?"Rick shook her head and said earnestly, nudging Chloe Bishop's arm, "I don't think it's as good as Sister-in-law's. Your writing is so professional—every stroke tells a story. Hers feels mechanical, like it's just flowing off the brush without any soul."Chloe Bishop covered her mouth. "Your judgment is all wrong. That's not true at all."But even if she wanted to stay out of the spotlight, others had other plans.Suddenly, Scarlett Johnson on stage lifted her chin and called out, "Chloe Bishop. I've heard you're New York City's top calligrapher. Since so many masters of the art are here today, why don't we have a little friendly competition?"Chloe Bishop rubbed her belly, her expression one of utter resignation.She turned to Xavier Grayson beside her. "Why can't I ever catch a break?"Adrian Grayson clapped in excitement, and Rick cheered her on—the two of them seemed to thrive on chaos.Tina sized up Chloe Bishop from head to toe and said to Jin, "
“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
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







