ログインChloe studied Xavier Grayson’s profile, carefully choosing her next words. "Why is Blueberry joining the racing team? What is the real reason?"Xavier didn't treat the question like a state secret. "She wants to be the face of Grayson Tech’s flagship smartphone line," he said flatly. "I told her: secure a top-three finish in the Grand Prix, and the endorsement is hers."Grayson Tech’s mobile brand was a titan in the domestic market—beloved by the youth, boasting both elite reputation and staggering sales. If Blueberry secured that contract, her status would skyrocket from a mere starlet to an A-list icon.Chloe was genuinely stunned. "Why didn't you just say no?"Blueberry was skilled, but this was an international field. Making the finals was a feat of luck; breaking the top three was nearly impossible unless she had a miracle under her hood.Xavier was clearly using the "impossible goal" tactic to make her retreat, yet Blueberry had shown unexpected grit by actually passing the team
Two hours ago, Arthur Vance had been speaking of marriage and engagement rings. But after a single encounter with his ex-wife, all those promises had been tossed into the wind.Yvonne Blue clutched her designer handbag until her knuckles turned white, forcing a brittle, natural smile onto her face. "I’m not a child, Arthur. Go to the office. Don't worry about me."The moment the car sped away, her mask shattered. Her face twisted into a cold, venomous mask. She had made a tactical error. In her haste to humiliate Sarah Vance by revealing Nathaniel’s collapse, she had inadvertently forced a confrontation that derailed her own engagement. She had outplayed herself, and as she stood on the curb, she realized that Sarah still occupied a space in Arthur’s mind that no mistress could easily colonize.The Road to the MansionWhile the Vance empire flickered in the wind, Chloe Bishop was focused on her own departure. She left the racing track early, directing the staff to pack her and Liam Jr
Yvonne’s voice was loud enough for Arthur Vance to hear from the hallway—soft, concerned, and saintly. But as she leaned in close to Sarah, her expression twisted into a triumphant sneer."Your father actually got down on his knees for Arthur," Yvonne whispered, her eyes dancing with malice. "But Arthur didn't even blink. He left him fainting on the sidewalk. If I hadn't begged him to help, Arthur would have left him there to die. Sarah, you really are nothing now."Sarah had long ago cauterized her feelings for Arthur. Without expectation, there was no disappointment. She met Yvonne’s gaze with a chillingly calm smile. "Why don't you say those words loud enough for Arthur to hear? You keep comparing yourself to me because, deep down, you know you’ll never measure up.""I won't measure up to you?" Yvonne scoffed, her voice trembling with sudden insecurity."Even if the Vance family goes bankrupt, I have my own skills and a circle of loyal, wealthy friends," Sarah continued, her voice
Yvonne Blue caught Arthur Vance’s arm, pointing back toward the sidewalk with a look of manufactured concern. Arthur turned, his eyes narrowing as he saw Nathaniel Vance lying motionless on the pavement.A shadow passed over Arthur’s face. He let out a low, venomous curse under his breath, but the shred of duty he still felt toward his former father-in-law won out. He turned back, scooped up the unconscious man, and strode back into the emergency ward.The Departure of the KingAcross town, Sarah woke up just as the noon sun hit its peak. Maddy had tired herself out playing and was napping beside her. Sarah tidied herself up and gently woke the little girl; the two of them, neither capable of navigating a kitchen, needed to head downstairs for food.The moment they stepped out of their suite, they saw him.Julian Thorne was no longer the weary, drug-addled man from the morning. Dressed in a sharp, all-black tactical suit, he radiated a sovereign power that commanded the hallway. He wa
Arthur’s mind drifted back to the night he "saved" Yvonne. He had found her battered and bruised after a near-assault, yet she had fought back with a ferocity that stunned him. She had looked at him through swollen eyes and confessed that she would rather die than let another man touch her, because her heart had belonged to him since they were teenagers.That moment had shattered Arthur’s defenses. To think that while he was married to the "cold and untouchable" Sarah Vance, there was a woman who had spent years silently, selflessly loving him from the shadows—even after he had once humiliated her. To Arthur, this love was precious and fresh. It was a worshipful devotion he had never felt from Sarah, who always treated him as an equal rather than a king."Come with me," Arthur said, his voice dropping into a protective, possessive register as he squeezed Yvonne’s hand."Where are we going?" Yvonne asked, her voice trembling with perfectly executed anticipation.Arthur offered a rare,
Arthur Vance sat by the bedside, taking his mother’s hand with a look of genuine concern. "Mom, I’m sorry I’m late. How are you feeling? Is the pain better?"Victoria managed a thin, fragile smile. "I’m fine. Your brother Liam overreacted; he insisted on checking me in.""You always say that," Arthur sighed, his voice full of a son's exasperation. "Since you’re here, stay put. Listen to the doctors and recover properly so we don't have to worry."He reached back and pulled Yvonne Blue forward, taking the heavy gift bags from her hands. "Mom, Yvonne bought these supplements for you. When she heard you were hospitalized, she was incredibly worried. She’s been asking to see you every hour."Worried? Victoria thought, a cold sneer forming in her heart. She’s worried I haven't died yet.Having tasted the sting of Yvonne’s "White Lotus" tactics before, Victoria had grown cautious. She wouldn't be baited into a public rage again. She looked at Yvonne and nodded slowly. "You're very thoughtfu
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
Chloe quickly finished the dishes and retreated to the bedroom, pulling the covers up. Not long after, she heard the bathroom door open and the steady hum of a hair dryer.Should I offer to help him? she wondered, staring at the ceiling. What if he rejects me again?She shook the thought away. Xavi
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
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







