LOGINAdam nodded in agreement. Pressing her lips together, she cast a slightly disdainful look at Tim. "Tim, don't take this the wrong way, but I'm just going to say it."Tim had always been easygoing around women. He waved a hand carelessly and placed two pieces of fish in Gwen Grayson's bowl. "Go ahead. With our friendship, is there anything we can't say?"Reassured, Adam bit her lip and glanced at Gwen Grayson. "When you find love, you should cherish it. Let the past stay in the past."Gwen Grayson gave Adam a long, thoughtful look. "You're right. It should stay in the past. People have to move forward. Take me, for example—I can barely even remember what Tayne Marsh looks like anymore."Chloe Bishop, ever mischievous, whipped out her phone and pulled up Tayne Marsh's social media page. She zoomed in on his profile picture and held it up to Gwen Grayson. "Here, let me remind you! Take a look—who's this?"Curious despite herself, Gwen Grayson leaned in for a look. The moment she saw Tayn
Noah felt like he'd found a kindred spirit. He licked his lips, practically buzzing with excitement."Me too! I admire my brother so much!"The two of them clasped hands like long-lost friends, neither letting go, their faces beaming with mutual appreciation.—Meanwhile, Xavier Grayson suddenly sneezed. He glanced out the window at the leaves drifting down—the weather was cooling, autumn just around the corner.He wondered how the weather was in Brookfield. Chloe Bishop was on her own, and she hadn't brought many clothes. What if she caught a cold?He rubbed his hands together, unable to shake the worry. Finally, he picked up the phone and called Tim.At that moment, Tim was at a hotpot restaurant with the four women—a split pot, of course, since Chloe Bishop couldn't handle spicy food right now.When he saw Xavier Grayson's name on the screen, he shot up like a startled mouse and hurried outside to take the call.Gwen Grayson watched him flee with curiosity, blinked a couple of time
Noah arrived at the agreed meeting place with the documents in hand—Geshang Café, at around three in the afternoon.At 2:48, a young man hurried up the stairs, slightly out of breath. He glanced around the café but didn't spot Finch anywhere.The Carter Group and the Grayson Group had worked together for years, and most of the time, Logan would meet with either Xavier or Finch directly. With a new face today, he almost didn't recognize who he was looking for.He licked his lips and scanned the room again—until he noticed someone in the corner staring directly at him.When someone locks eyes with you in a crowd, either they know you… or they hate you.Logan raised an eyebrow and walked over slowly."Hello?" he said, half-uncertain.Noah responded with the same hesitation. "Mr. Carter… Logan, right?"Finally, they'd found each other. Logan immediately reached out both hands and shook Noah's firmly."Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you!"They sat down. It was Noah's first time handling a
Caesor nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Vincent and the Zayed brothers are all there—they're top-tier bodyguards. You really think they can't protect four women? Besides, Nora knows martial arts, doesn't she? If they're not out there bullying others, we should be counting our blessings."Tim couldn't help but let out an unkind snort of laughter at that."Honestly, Caesor's right."Xavier Grayson waved a hand helplessly. "I'm saying—my Chloe is pregnant!"—Meanwhile, Chloe Bishop suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her nose. Nora Fatehi looked at her curiously. "No way. You're bundled up that much and still caught a cold?"Chloe Bishop laughed and shook her head. "How is that possible? Someone's probably missing me."Adam made a disgusted face. "Ugh, can you guys stay away from me? Can we please not have PDA in front of me? 'Couples who show off break up fast'—you've heard that saying, right?"Gwen Grayson snickered. "Then why don't you show off in front of us too? Oh, right—why not go find yo
When Firth received the call from Finch, he was overcome with gratitude.He immediately handed over his bank card. "Please convey my apologies to Mr. Grayson. I truly can no longer manage this company. Given the current situation abroad, I'm sure you understand."Finch took the card and tucked it away, nodding. "Yes, I do understand. I always thought you were a capable man, Mr. Firth. If even you find it too difficult, then... now that you've transferred your shares to Mr. Grayson, have you thought about what you'll do next?"Firth shook his head. "Not yet. But with what I've earned, plus the money Mr. Grayson has given me, it's enough to support my family for a lifetime. I plan to take them somewhere quiet and retire."Finch's eyes lit up. He gave a thumbs-up and patted Firth on the shoulder. "That's a great plan. Plenty of wealthy elites dream of retiring to the mountains with their families in their later years. You're just getting there early. Congratulations."Firth laughed modes
Xavier Grayson's fingers tapped the enter key. As one of the country's top hackers, dealing with those amateurs was child's play.Effortlessly, he locked down three layers of their system, then pushed the laptop aside.Those three barriers alone would keep them busy for an entire day.Just then, his phone rang.Interesting. Someone had figured it out quickly—but without evidence, they couldn't touch him.He answered calmly. "Hello.""Nephew Grayson, you leaked those things online, didn't you?"Xavier Grayson's lips curved into a cold smirk. "Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't follow."The voice on the other end was barely containing its fury. "Don't play games with me. You're behind all that, aren't you? What grudge do you have against me? Why ruin me like this?"Xavier Grayson chuckled softly. His fingers danced across the keyboard again, setting up two more firewall gates. Then he leaned back, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the bustling streets below
“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







