Mag-log inThe recruitment of Jackson Jiang marks a pivotal moment for the Bishop Group. By peeling back the layers of deception and emotional manipulation used by his former employer, Chloe Bishop has not only gained a brilliant strategic mind but has secured a loyalty born from genuine gratitude rather than exploitation."The truth is, I didn't actually make a mistake. I just wanted to test him... but his reaction was so chilling."As Jackson finished speaking, he covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking with the weight of his realization. Chloe had expected this. Jackson’s superior was a man with a traditional family; once he sensed Jackson’s unconventional feelings for him, he couldn't handle it.To that man, Jackson’s affection was a thorn in his side—one he desperately wanted to pull out. But because Jackson was a high-value asset, he had forced himself to endure it. Naturally, when a "mistake" occurred, his thin veil of patience snapped instantly.However, the deepest wound
The emotional storm brewing within the Grayson Manor was mirrored by the internal turmoil tearing through Chloe Bishop. The more she tried to find logic in Xavier Grayson’s erratic behavior, the more the jagged pieces of their marriage cut into her resolve.Is it... lust? Does he just crave my body?Chloe immediately dismissed the thought. If Xavier truly just desired her, there was no reason for a divorce. He was the type of man who would simply keep her until he grew bored, then discard her like a used silk tie.So why the divorce? And why the hotel?Logically, she should be in his good graces. She had found Sissy and proved the girl was Xavier Sr.’s daughter—his own flesh and blood. Instead of a reward, she had been cast out. And yet, during their time together, he hadn't seemed to loathe her. He had been intimate; he had even woken up early to cook her breakfast the day he kicked her out.Was it Blueberry? Or his lingering fury over Liam Martin?Perhaps it was the fact that she ha
The atmosphere in Haicheng had shifted from a high-stakes corporate war to a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse. Chloe Bishop had just pulled off the unthinkable—she had physically struck the "Demon CEO" and escaped into the night, leaving a trail of laughter and a very wounded ego behind her."Chloe. Bishop."Xavier Grayson’s voice roared behind her, laced with a fury so potent it seemed to vibrate the very pavement. Chloe didn't dare look back. Her heart was hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird, a mix of primitive terror and exhilarating triumph.Xavier was the man who made all of Haicheng tremble. And she had just... injured him there.Chloe, you really are balance-breakingly bold!But regret was the last thing on her mind. Ever since Charles Bishop’s accident, she had lived under a suffocating shroud of responsibility and grief. Tonight, for the first time in months, she had been impulsive, reckless, and free.As her taxi pulled away from the curb, Chloe couldn't resist one
The power dynamic shifted with the speed of a high-octane race as the pristine luxury of The Grand Imperial became the backdrop for a feral game of hide-and-seek. Chloe Bishop was no longer the submissive wife waiting for a verdict; she had rediscovered her teeth.When Xavier Grayson pinned her against the heavy mahogany door of the suite, Chloe met his gaze with a look of pure, unadulterated contempt. "Does this make you feel powerful, Xavier? Because from where I’m standing, it just looks pathetic."Xavier’s lips curled into a cold, hollow smirk. "We aren't divorced yet, Chloe. Legally, you are still mine. Anything I do to you in this room is perfectly within my rights."Chloe’s hand shot out, catching his wrist before his fingers could stray further. "You seem to have a short memory. You were the one who kicked me out of the Manor. You made it clear I wasn't welcome. So why are you sticking to me now? Are you planning on slapping your own face?""You're mistaken," Xavier whispered,
The elevator shifted downward, its mechanical hum masked by the thunderous silence of a marriage in its final, agonizing hours. Xavier Grayson didn’t just occupy space; he dominated it, his shadow stretching across the cold metal walls until it swallowed Chloe Bishop whole.What did he want?Xavier looked at the woman before him, and for the first time in his life, he truly didn't know what to do with her. His gaze flickered toward the observation window. Inside, Liam Martin was staring back, their eyes locking in a silent, explosive clash—the wordless battlefield of two men who claimed a stake in the same woman’s heart.Then, with a definitive "THUD," the blinds were snapped shut. Julian Thorne was a man of professional ethics; a physical examination required absolute privacy.Xavier turned away, radiating a frost that could freeze the very marrow in one’s bones. He began to walk down the hall, his voice trailing back with lethal authority: "You had better follow me."Chloe’s hands c
The hallway of the VIP wing felt like a vacuum, the air sucked out by the sheer weight of Xavier Grayson’s presence. Chloe Bishop stood before the closed door, the "Demon CEO" looming behind her like a dark god of judgment.Why is he here at this hour?The thought raced through Chloe’s mind. Was he truly stalking her, checking to see if she had treated his warning as a joke? Chloe usually possessed a clear conscience, but the fact that Xavier had witnessed Liam Martin holding her hand—and that she hadn't pulled away immediately—left her feeling uncharacteristically defensive.They were on the verge of divorce, yet she knew Xavier's possessiveness was a volatile thing. Would he use this moment to vent his cold fury?"Chloe?" Liam called out from the bed, having also spotted the silhouette at the window.Chloe forced a reassuring smile. "You rest first. I’m going out to see what’s happening."Liam didn't want her to leave, but he feared pushing her away. He nodded reluctantly. "It’s lat







