LOGINVictoria Vance felt a sudden, sharp sweetness in the back of her throat before a mouthful of crimson blood sprayed across the white tablecloth. The sight was jarring, a physical manifestation of her shattered pride and broken heart.Unfortunately, Arthur Vance didn’t see it. He was already striding toward the parking lot, holding Yvonne Blue as if she were the only precious thing left in his world. By the time the car engine roared to life, Victoria had collapsed back into her chair, her consciousness fading."Damn," Chloe muttered to herself, standing up. "I just wanted to see some karma, not a medical emergency."The tranquility of the cafe was obliterated. Chloe acted quickly, summoning the waiters and directing them to call for help. As the paramedics arrived, she caught Victoria’s final, weak whisper before the woman lost consciousness: "That... fox..."As the ambulance doors slammed shut, Chloe felt a strange sense of melancholy. She had recorded the whole encounter, intending t
Seeing Yvonne Blue’s "damsel in distress" act only fueled the fire in Victoria Vance’s chest. Unlike the men who were easily blinded by tears, Victoria felt only a visceral disgust. She was a woman of iron; she had no room for this brand of fragile performance."Shut your mouth!" Victoria snapped, her patience finally snapping like a dry twig. "Stop playing the victim in front of me. Arthur’s judgment has truly hit rock bottom if he thinks a low-class woman like you is worth his time."Instead of retreating, Yvonne’s sobs grew more frantic, more heart-wrenching. "You can insult me, Auntie, you can humiliate me... but please don't drive me away. I can't live without Arthur. I love him..."In a fit of supposed grief, Yvonne reached out to grab Victoria’s sleeve.Victoria recoiled as if touched by a serpent, flinging the girl’s hand away. "Don't touch me!"With a sharp cry, Yvonne collapsed to the floor, her body hitting the tiles with a theatrical thud. She looked utterly broken, a fall
The call was from the DNA Identification Center. The results were ready.Chloe stole a quick glance at Xavier Grayson, her expression a mask of calm as she replied, "I understand. Thank you."As she hung up, the rare, lingering warmth in the room evaporated. Chloe looked at the man across from her, resting her chin in her hands. If only he could be this approachable every day, perhaps their marriage wouldn't feel like a constant walk across a frozen lake.Xavier, ever the pillar of stoic strength, finished his meal without a hint of self-consciousness despite her steady gaze. Only when he was satisfied did he finally set down his chopsticks.Chloe began packing the lunchboxes. "I’m heading out. I have to be at the racing track this afternoon."Xavier nodded, making no move to stop her.However, just as she reached for the door handle, his voice cut through the silence behind her—low, sharp, and laden with a hidden meaning."Ask what you are meant to know. Do not let your curiosity wan
As Blueberry disappeared down the hallway, Chloe Bishop fought the overwhelming urge to scream.She wasn't just angry; she was livid. By fleeing like a wounded animal, Blueberry had perfectly framed Chloe as the jealous, overbearing "Primary Wife" who had just finished bullying a poor, defenseless woman. To the onlookers in the office, Chloe was now the villain of the piece.This woman’s tactical mind is terrifying, Chloe thought.She turned her gaze toward Xavier Grayson. Even surrounded by his circle of high-level executives, he stood like a monument of power. His presence was so absolute, so commanding, that it made everyone else in the corridor seem like background noise.The executives—shrewd men who knew exactly when to disappear—offered Chloe a collective, stiff bow before scattering like startled birds.See? Chloe fumed internally. They definitely think I just humiliated her.She looked at Xavier, her eyes wide and brimming with a sense of profound injustice. "I didn't do a si
However, Xavier Grayson said nothing more.Chloe felt a surge of self-deprecation. I must be losing my mind, she thought. How could I harbor such expectations from him? Their marriage was a fragile construct, riddled with uncertainties, ready to collapse at the slightest tremor. Why hope for anything from a man who didn't love her—a man who had made it clear he didn't even want her to carry his child?A heavy weight settled in her chest. She wanted to end the call, but before she could, Xavier’s voice rasped out once more. "Make lunch today. Bring some over to the office for me."Before she could voice a refusal, the line went dead.As she prepared the meal back at the estate, Grandma Martha assisted her, weaving stories of their time abroad. She spoke of patients snatched from the brink of death and the profound mysteries of Traditional Chinese Medicine. To Chloe, they sounded like legends—miraculous and grand. The idea of holding that kind of power over life and death was, she admit
"Grandpa, Grandma," Chloe Bishop said, her voice finally losing its tense edge. "I’ll think seriously about what you’ve proposed. I’m going upstairs to check on Liam Jr. for a bit.""Go ahead, dear," the elders replied, their eyes full of affection.The moment Chloe reached the sanctuary of the upstairs hallway, she pulled out her phone. The wall of silence she had built since last night was crumbling. She had been suppressing the urge to call Xavier Grayson for hours, and the pressure in her chest had reached its limit.The phone rang several times—each tone a sharp needle in her nerves—before it finally connected."What is it?"Xavier’s voice was deep, but Chloe could detect the faint, raspy edge of exhaustion behind it.Chloe hesitated, her fingers tracing the edge of a mahogany side table. "I’m at the Bishop estate. My grandfather mentioned he saw you and Dr. Terence last night.""Yes. I had some business to discuss with them."Chloe’s hand moved to a small bonsai on the table, he
The profile of Chloe Bishop was an uncanny match for the girl they had seen that night.With the same youthful energy, the same sharp jawline, and the wealth to afford a limited-edition Bugatti, Vince was now certain. Combined with the fiery words she had just leveled at Feifei, there was no doubt
The crowd erupted in whispers, stunned by the sheer audacity of Chloe Bishop. Did the "First Socialite" actually mean that even Feifei, the reigning champion, wasn't qualified to stand on the same track as her right now?The onlookers were baffled. Where did this pampered heiress get the confidence
After leaving the racetrack behind, Lyra was in high spirits, insisting that Chloe Bishop treat her to a massive celebratory feast. Chloe glanced down at Liam Jr., who was watching her with those large, clear eyes, his face looking incredibly adorable and expectant. It was impossible to say no to t
Amidst the waves of shock and skepticism from the crowd, Serena looked at Chloe Bishop with a contemptuous sneer. "Chloe, do you even have a racing license? Don't think for a second that just because you know how to drive a luxury car, you can call yourself a racer. Not everyone is cut out for the







