LOGINThe divorce had been Xavier Grayson's decision. Now that he was the one regretting it, he was naturally the one to admit fault.Back then, he hadn't thought much of it — so he'd let go without a second thought.Only after she was gone did he realize how precious it was to have someone so thoughtful by his side. No one else could ever take her place.Xavier Grayson meant every word of his apology. After Chloe Bishop had given him a piece of her mind that day, he'd finally reflected on those three months they were together — how he'd never truly seen her, never listened to her thoughts or opinions, and put her through so much misery.He'd never really woven her into his life. His future plans hadn't included her either. He'd treated her as casually as a servant.He'd never treated her as a wife — so why should he have expected her complete trust?He said he was disappointed in her. But wasn't she just as disappointed in him?Charles Bishop studied the man kneeling before him. Even on hi
Appearance — flawless.Physique — flawless.Presence — flawless!Never before had Charles Bishop seen a younger generation exude such innate nobility. Even standing there in stillness, Xavier Grayson commanded the aura of an emperor. Compared to him, even Seth Rollins — whom Charles Bishop had met just that morning — paled by at least three degrees.And that paleness had nothing to do with looks; what Seth Rollins lacked was bearing.Charles Bishop wanted to find fault with Xavier Grayson. But in the end, all he could conclude was that aside from a certain coldness in his brows and eyes, the young man before him was practically impeccable.Charles Bishop had to admit — Chloe Bishop's taste this time was on point. This Xavier Grayson was far superior to that Liam Martin. The only question now was the character beneath the surface.So he turned his attention to Xavier Grayson's attire: an iron-gray suit paired with a dark purple shirt, sapphire cufflinks at the sleeves. The whole look w
Xavier Grayson answered honestly, "It was Charles Bishop's idea."Lady Grayson immediately began analyzing. "Charles Bishop just woke up — why would he want to see you? Who mentioned you to him? How much does he know about you and Chloe's divorce? Is he calling you over just to give you a scolding? Or..."Xavier Grayson quickly cut off her speculation. "Grandma, stop guessing. Chloe told me to 'show what I've got tonight.' Isn't that clear enough?"The moment Lady Grayson heard that, her eyes lit up. "Chloe really said that? Then there's hope for you two! Hurry up and go get dressed!"Xavier Grayson glanced down at his clothes. "Isn't this fine?"He wasn't a woman — what was there to dress up for?"Fine? What's fine about it?"Lady Grayson was thoroughly displeased. She grabbed Xavier Grayson and launched into a lecture. "Look at this outfit — all dark and drab. This is your first time meeting your future father-in-law, not a funeral.""And look at your face. What have you been up to
Charles Bishop was left speechless. In the end, he could only let out a wistful sigh. "They say daughters grow up and fly away — and here you are, already taking his side."Chloe Bishop quickly said, "Dad, no matter what, you'll always be number one in my heart. No one can ever take that place."That finally satisfied Charles Bishop. "At least I didn't raise you for nothing. Have Xavier Grayson come over for dinner tonight."Chloe Bishop finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Dad, he's injured. Can we wait a few more days?"Charles Bishop huffed. "Since when does being injured mean you don't need to eat?"Chloe Bishop conceded. "...Fine."Back in her room, she pulled out her phone — and to her utter shame, she felt nervous. What was she supposed to say to him?After learning that Xavier Grayson had risked his life in the Misty Forest, all her resentment toward him had melted away. Now, she was genuinely worried about his injuries.She agonized for a long time before finally deciding to t
After going upstairs, Chloe Bishop grew more and more uneasy. She was afraid of what Seth Rollins might say to Charles Bishop. Her father knew nothing — he could easily be misled.She considered calling Xavier Grayson and telling him to come over immediately. But then she remembered he was injured. If the two men got into a fight, Xavier Grayson would be at a disadvantage.In the end, she didn't make the call.Fortunately, Seth Rollins didn't stay for lunch. As soon as he left, Chloe Bishop hurried downstairs — and found Charles Bishop sitting on the sofa with a dark expression, lost in thought.She sensed trouble and quickly sat down beside him. "Dad, what's wrong?"Charles Bishop's face was stern. "Chloe, be honest with me. What kind of man is Xavier Grayson? Did he really throw you out in the middle of the night?""Dad, did Seth Rollins say something to you?""I know he wouldn't lie to me."Charles Bishop trusted that Seth Rollins wouldn't fabricate things just to smear Xavier Gray
Charles Bishop watched the young man approaching him, full of admiration. "The military really does make a difference — he must be at least 1.9 meters, look at that build!"Seth Rollins smiled. "Uncle, I'm not that tall — just over 1.8 meters."Charles Bishop chuckled. "That's the perfect height. Truly a fine young man — impressive, very impressive."After all, he'd watched the boy grow up, and Charles Bishop had always been fond of Seth Rollins.Seth Rollins had been sent to the military right after coming of age and had stayed for a full decade, climbing the ranks on his own merit. Charles Bishop held him in high regard.Just then, Chloe Bishop couldn't stay seated any longer. "Dad, I'm not feeling well. I'm going upstairs.""What's wrong?" Charles Bishop asked, concerned.Hadn't she been fine just a moment ago?Without answering, Chloe Bishop turned and headed upstairs. She didn't spare Seth Rollins a single glance.Even Charles Bishop, slow as he could be, could tell that somethin
The hospital’s high ceilings echoed with the ghosts of the past, but the living were far colder. Xavier Grayson stood in his private suite, his eyes tracking the red stains he’d seen on Chloe Bishop’s back. The iron scent hadn't come from her—it was too voluminous, too visceral. If it wasn't her bl
The air in the Grayson Manor felt thick with the scent of old blood and fresh betrayals. As the truth—or a carefully crafted version of it—unspooled, the foundations of Chloe Bishop’s world began to crack. Xavier Grayson was no longer just a cold husband; he was becoming a man possessed by a multi-
Chloe Bishop walked through the glass doors of the Bishop Group headquarters, her expression a mask of cold, untouchable elegance. But inside, her mind was a whirlwind of calculations and the lingering echo of a single name: Xavier Grayson.Solomon Song’s expression was grim as they exited the elev
The coronation was over, but the scent of blood still lingered in the air. As Chloe Bishop stepped out of the elevator, she wasn't just a socialite anymore; she was a sovereign walking through a crowd of her enemies.Yvonne Blue’s face was a mask of pure humiliation. The sight of Chloe standing tal







