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The two of them collided right in the doorway. Knocked off balance, she stumbled forward, and the coffee cups slipped from her grip, splashing directly onto her own clothes.

A dark stain instantly bloomed across the front of her white blouse, while half of the liquid from both cups spilled onto the floor.

"Hey, watch it! What is your deal—are you trying to throw coffee at us on purpose?"

Jenny immediately flipped the narrative, playing the victim with a haughty glare.

"I didn't mean to..." Chlo
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  • One Night with the Cold CEO   100

    Sara did as she was told, eager to help her mommy."Okay, I'm going!"Adrian closed the bedroom door.Picking up his mommy's phone, he began scrolling through her contacts. After a quick search, he finally found the number he was looking for: Xavier Grayson.Over at the Grayson Tower, the office lights were still blazing as Xavier Grayson worked overtime on a project.Suddenly, his desk phone chimed.Xavier Grayson casually picked it up, glancing at the screen to see Chloe Bishop’s number. A subtle ripple of emotion stirred deep within his chest."Hello.""Hello."A childish, yet composed voice came through the receiver."Uncle Grayson."Xavier Grayson recognized the voice instantly."It's the little guy, isn't it? Need something?""I do," Adrian said, sounding entirely unfazed.Xavier Grayson couldn't help a faint, amused smile playing at the corners of his lips. He was genuinely curious about what business the little fellow had with him.They hadn't spoken much before, and this was

  • One Night with the Cold CEO   99

    "Miss, please mind yourself in public."Liam Martin stepped directly in front of Chloe Bishop, his voice firm and grave.Furious, Gwen Carter let out a bitter, mocking laugh. "Mind myself? Do you even know who you're standing up for? She's nothing but a treacherous bitch!"He pulled out his phone, his expression hardening. "Miss, if you continue to assault her, I will call the police immediately."Panicking slightly, Gwen took a step back. She had only wanted to rough Chloe Bishop up to force an apology—she hadn't intended to turn this into a police matter."Chloe Bishop, I'll let you off the hook for today!" she spat through clenched teeth, glaring with pure malice. "If you ever frame me at the company again, I won't be half as courteous as I was today!"Chloe Bishop stood frozen, her face deathly pale. Her hair was tangled and wild, and faint red claw marks marred her delicate, beautiful face.Yet, the only thing that remained unbroken was the fierce, crystal-clear pride in her eyes

  • One Night with the Cold CEO   98

    Ava Adam pulled a long face, her voice dripping with vicious venom. "Does a garbage design like this even match my status as Ava Adam? Did you do this on purpose?"Stiffening in place, Chloe Bishop silently endured the torrent of abuse."Miss Adam, I didn't. I've given this project my absolute all. If it's not up to your standards, I can go back and revise it.""Get lost! Go redo it!"Snatching up the design drafts, Ava Adam whipped her arm forward and flung them straight into Chloe Bishop's face.The loose sheets of paper fluttered down, scattering all over the floor.Humiliated by the verbal assault, Chloe Bishop didn't dare utter a single word of defiance."I understand."Suppressing the heavy sting in her chest, Chloe Bishop knelt to gather the scattered drafts, looking thoroughly wretched as she dragged herself out of the VIP lounge.Outside in the hallway, passing colleagues whispered among themselves, having caught every word of the fierce shouting match inside.The Office Cafe

  • One Night with the Cold CEO   97

    Vegas, Film Set"My little ancestor, why aren't you ready yet?"Her manager pushed open the door, his voice laced with panic.Inside the dressing room, Ava Adam crossed her arms and scowled in pure disgust. "Look at this junk. The clothes are cheap, the necklace is cheap—how do you expect me to wear this?"The wardrobe provided by the film set was merely standard backup, hardly luxury designer wear. But Ava Adam had been pampered her entire life and was used to exclusive haute couture. Naturally, she wouldn't deign to wear such common pieces.The manager let out a helpless sigh. "Then what do you want to do?"Glancing around, Ava Adam lifted her chin. "I take this project very seriously. I'm tossing all of this out. I want my personal wardrobe brought in, and as for the necklace and jewelry..."Her eyes flashed with a sharp, calculating light. "For the jewelry, I want someone specially custom-made!""Fine, fine, whatever makes you happy." Her manager had no choice but to humor her. Af

  • One Night with the Cold CEO   96

    The next day.The atmosphere inside the design department was heavy, the air thick with an unspoken, tense stillness.Leo stood at the center of the room, straightening his posture. "Ahem. There's a matter I need someone to step up and explain right now.""Leo, is something wrong?"The surrounding colleagues exchanged puzzled glances, utterly confused as to why everyone was being summoned for an impromptu meeting first thing in the morning."Some people need to learn to own up to their actions voluntarily," Leo hinted darkly, his eyes sweeping across the room.A long, heavy silence stretched over the office. No one dared to speak, but the director's aggressive stance made it clear he was hunting for a scapegoat—or a culprit. Terrified of drawing the director's wrath, everyone kept their heads down.Seeing that nobody was going to confess, Leo strode forward, snatched a design draft from his folder, and slammed it down hard onto Gwen’s desk."Gwen, what is the meaning of this?"Gwen bl

  • One Night with the Cold CEO   95

    Xavier Grayson paused his work, lost in deep thought. "Go down to the design department."Ubba looked completely bewildered.It took him a few seconds to catch on, a lightbulb going off in his head. "Boss... do you mean go check on Chloe?""Mm. Report back the second you notice anything.""Yes, Boss," Ubba replied with a resigned sigh.He was practically turning into the boss's personal errand boy—specifically, an errand boy assigned to stalk Chloe. If he'd known it would come to this, he would have fought harder to keep her in the executive suite in the first place!Outside the design department.Chloe Bishop was carrying a heavy stack of reference files, heading toward the second floor to use the printer.Ubba jogged over, stepping right into her path. "Good afternoon, Chloe!"Chloe Bishop slowed her pace, surprised to see him. "Assistant Ubba? Is there something you need down here?"He couldn't possibly be acting as Xavier Grayson's informant, could he?"Oh, no, I was just passing

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