INICIAR SESIÓNChloe Bishop stiffened for an instant, then turned her head—and saw Xavier's smiling eyes.She gave a faint smile and turned away again."I'm so tired I'm starting to see things," she murmured to herself, closing her eyes.But the tears slipping from the corners of her eyes cut straight through Xavier's heart.He walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, took her hands in his, and gently wiped her tears away."Chloe, I came here on a private jet. I was terrified something might happen to you."His voice was soft and tender, careful not to add to her burden—so gentle that it felt dreamlike, almost unreal.Chloe Bishop nodded. "I know."She still thought this was all a dream.So she gripped his hand tightly, not opening her eyes, and whispered, "Don't leave yet. Stay here with me a little longer. Let me sleep. When I wake up, then you can go."Hearing her say that moved him more than words could express.This silly girl—can't even rest without worrying.He pressed a soft kiss to her fore
Fortunately, the bullet hadn't hit her square—it only grazed her shoulder.Otherwise, she didn't know how she'd have made it through the rest of the escape.She looked around at the unfamiliar buildings, recognizing nothing. So she sat down to catch her breath.Just then, she heard footsteps—many of them—approaching from a distance.Instantly alert, she slipped into a room and grabbed a wooden club nearby. If anyone came in, she wouldn't hesitate to swing."Nora! Nora..."When she heard Caesor's voice, Nora Fatehi looked up with a start, hope surging in her chest."Caesor! I'm here!"Caesor spun around—and in that moment, it felt like a lifetime had passed.His clothes were soaked through with sweat, his damp hair plastered to his forehead, droplets trailing down his cheekbones and into his collar. When he saw her—really saw her—standing there alive...He licked his lips, then took off his glasses.And let out a small, tremulous laugh.Nora Fatehi rushed into his arms, tilted her head
Gwen Grayson wanted to drag it out, reenacting some dramatic scene from a TV show. "No! I won't run—I'm staying with you!"Nora Fatehi was so frustrated she could've bitten through steel. She shoved Gwen Grayson hard. "If you keep dragging this out, neither of us is getting out! Go find Caesor—he'll come for me! Now go!"She shoved Gwen Grayson again and then sprinted off in the opposite direction.Since the gunmen had last seen the two of them together, they assumed Chloe Bishop was with them too. The man in charge waved his hand, and the group split into two, chasing both women.Chloe Bishop ran, clutching her belly, until she was gasping for breath.Finally unable to go any further, she ducked into a shop and hid.She sat on the cold floor, listening to the chaos outside.She'd heard about riots abroad before, but she'd never imagined it could be this terrifying.Especially for someone as defenseless as she was—seeing guns up close made her genuinely fear for her life.If it weren'
After hanging up, Xavier Grayson immediately called a contact of his in Brookfield.He couldn't get there in time—even with a private jet, it would take three or four hours.Charlie Mo, a local big shot in Brookfield, picked up. "Mr. Grayson? What an honor—what brings you to call me today?"Xavier Grayson's voice was low and seething, a tremor barely concealed beneath it. "City Hospital. The one under attack. I need you to save someone there."Charlie Mo immediately agreed, his tone filled with deference. "Mr. Grayson, say the word and we'll go through fire and water for you. There's no 'help' about it—we're on our way."The line went dead.Xavier Grayson paced anxiously for two rounds, then turned to Finch. "I'm leaving the company to you and Noah. I'm heading to Brookfield."Finch had heard the urgency in the call and nodded without hesitation. "Go. Noah and I have it covered here. Nothing major will happen."Xavier Grayson gave a curt nod of approval. As he passed Finch, he gave hi
Chloe Bishop led Gwen Grayson and Nora Fatehi out of the room.But the hospital had descended into total chaos. Everyone was scrambling for their lives, and in the madness, someone slammed hard into Chloe Bishop.Nora Fatehi caught her immediately, pulling her down and shielding her body with her own. "Watch out—everyone's in a frenzy right now."Gwen Grayson sobbed, clutching her head. "What do we do? Are we just supposed to wait here and die?"Nora Fatehi's sharp eyes swept across the windows. She spotted something, darted to another window, and peered out. Then she looked back at them, a glimmer of discovery in her eyes. "I think I found something."Chloe Bishop pressed herself against the wall beside the window and locked eyes with her. "What is it?""I don't think these gunmen are targeting innocent people. Look—they're mostly searching for someone. I think they're after you."Nora Fatehi's gaze landed squarely on Chloe Bishop.Chloe Bishop pointed at herself in disbelief. "Me ag
Without a word, Nora Fatehi closed the distance. She swept her leg, tripped the man, and twisted his arm behind his back while grabbing his wrist and wrenching the knife out of his grip."Who sent you?"The entire move took less than three seconds—swift and decisive.Chloe Bishop's face was pale. She collapsed onto the ground.Even with her taekwondo training, she didn't dare gamble with her life—not with a baby growing inside her.Gwen Grayson rushed over and held her. "Chloe! Are you okay?"Chloe Bishop shook her head weakly. "I'm fine..."But the man pinned under Nora Fatehi let out a cold laugh. "If we're not out in ten minutes, the people outside will come in. You're all dead!"The three of them froze. Chloe Bishop turned to look out the main entrance.This was ruthless.Who hated her this much? Who would use a riot just to take her out?Nora Fatehi understood the gravity of the situation. She hoisted the man up by his arms and shouted at Gwen Grayson, "Upstairs! Now!"Gwen Grays
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
“Have you found out who did this yet?”Liam Martin’s usually handsome, refined face was currently shrouded in a dark, suffocating shadow. He looked cold and lethal—the literal personification of the calm before a devastating storm.At twenty-four, Liam had spent the last six years clawing his way t
“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







