LOGINRick Grayson wrinkled her nose and ran downstairs. "I think I smell roast chicken!"Adrian Grayson spotted her and immediately waved her over. "I have a chicken leg in my bowl—you can have it."Rick Grayson walked over, but when she saw the feast spread out on the table, she grabbed an empty bowl and chopsticks instead. "I don't want the chicken leg. I see sticky rice cakes—I'll have those first."Adrian Grayson smiled and nodded, then turned helplessly to Xavier Grayson. "Finally, I'm not the only one having to watch you two show off your love."Xavier Grayson reached out and gave him a light flick on the forehead."Watch your mouth."Adrian Grayson clutched his forehead, whining. "Chloe! Big Brother hit me!"Chloe Bishop hadn't expected this little rascal to tattle first."How could you hit him like that? Next time, tell me before you do it—I'll hold his head, and you smack his bottom. Two against one is way more efficient."Adrian Grayson froze, his big eyes brimming with tears."C
The soup was scalding hot.Seeing his dazed expression, Anna couldn't help but chuckle. She walked over, took the bowl from his hands, and gently blew on it.Vincent hadn't turned on the lights when he came upstairs, so the room was dim. Outside, a bolt of lightning split the sky, briefly illuminating the space.The light fell across Anna's face, making her look especially delicate and striking. She was naturally round-cheeked and adorable—her plump cheeks like those of a little hamster, her big eyes shining like black obsidian. Standing there, she was the picture of a lively, kind-hearted girl.She blew on the soup again and handed it back. "How about now? Try it."Vincent watched her, then reached out his hands.This was the first time in his life that a girl had cared for him like this. He'd been born seemingly destined to be a bodyguard. He'd followed Xavier Grayson for years, yet he'd never once known what it felt like to be taken care of.He was always the one taking care of oth
As the two were talking, Adrian Grayson came bounding down the stairs.Beaming with pride, he slammed a certificate down in front of them.He stood tall, chest puffed out, waiting for their praise.Xavier Grayson picked up the certificate and examined it.It was an award for being a "Three-Good Student." He reached out his big hand and ruffled the boy's hair until it was a complete mess. Ignoring the little one's aggrieved pout, Xavier Grayson tapped the certificate and said, "Next time, I'd rather see an award for ranking first in the whole grade."Chloe Bishop immediately snatched the certificate away. "Adrian's still so young—and you want him to top the whole grade? He hasn't even started first grade yet. You're being way too demanding."Adrian Grayson immediately sidled over toward Chloe Bishop and nodded firmly, as if to say to Xavier Grayson: "See? Chloe gets it!"Xavier Grayson placed a chicken leg in a bowl and handed it to the boy. "Chloe can protect you for now, but not fore
A few raindrops clung to their shoulders as they stepped inside, bringing a chill with them.Mia and Nanny approached.Mia took their jackets and gently scolded, "Why so late today, Young Lord Grayson? With this heavy rain, if there had been a traffic jam, you wouldn't have been back until eight or nine."Xavier Grayson took the towel Nanny handed him and wiped his head. "It's fine. Not that heavy—just a drizzle."He looked up and met Chloe Bishop's eyes as she crouched at the top of the stairs, chin resting on her hands, watching him with a smile.Warmth filled his heart, and his gaze softened. The exhaustion of the day melted away in that instant."What's for dinner tonight?"Mia beamed. "All your favorites—high-protein dishes."Xavier Grayson nodded. "Good. Heat some up for me. I'll have a bite."Mia nodded and went to prepare it.Chloe Bishop came down the stairs, wanting to hug him—but he stepped back.She looked up at him in confusion.Xavier Grayson explained, "I just got raine
Sara Jay was no longer the same person she used to be.The old Sara Jay had been pitiful and delicate, the kind of girl who made you want to protect her. But now, that fragility was gone—she had become somewhat more forceful. Even her words carried a newfound confidence.Liam Martin stood at the top of the stairs.BOOM!A clap of thunder roared outside. The wind howled, promising a heavy downpour.Liam Martin didn't turn around. His eyes were filled with melancholy and loneliness."I know.""Then why won't you look at me?"Sara Jay bit her lip softly. She refused to believe that Liam Martin felt nothing for her.Liam Martin turned his gaze to the window instead. Raindrops began to patter against the glass. He suddenly felt so tired."I'm exhausted. I'm going upstairs. I have a flight abroad tomorrow."He left those words behind and disappeared up the stairs.Sara Jay bit her lip harder and rested her head on Brandon Jay's shoulder."Brother... I..."Her voice cracked with tears.Brand
"You're definitely doing this on purpose—not just on purpose, but with full intent."Caesor looked at the pouty woman before him and immediately opened his arms to pull her close. "Either way, you swore an oath. No take-backs."Nora Fatehi: "......"—Liam Martin was drunk again. Ever since he'd attended Chloe Bishop and Xavier Grayson's wedding, he'd been out socializing almost every single day.There were always company matters to handle, and he kept expanding his reach. One day he'd be entertaining a few CEOs; the next, meeting with shareholders to discuss upcoming projects.He was allergic to alcohol—but he'd learned his lesson and started buying antihistamines to take before drinking. Armed with that safety net, he kept recklessly burning through his health.After wrapping up yet another dinner with a shareholder, he staggered out of the restaurant. He watched them all get into their cars and drive off before he stumbled over to his own vehicle.He looked up at the streets of New
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
“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
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
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







