"The matchmaking banquet."Xavier Grayson stepped forward, each word striking like a hammer.Chloe Bishop stammered, "Th-That was... so many years ago."Xavier Grayson was overbearing, his entire presence radiating a you'd-better-explain-this-properly energy.Chloe Bishop couldn't help but step back. Her red lips, as always, remained sharp-tongued. "I was young back then. My eyes hadn't fully developed yet, alright?"Xavier Grayson leaned down, bracing his hands on the counter on either side of her, and asked word by word, "If you had to choose again—Liam Martin or me—who would you pick?"Staring at his chiseled face right in front of her, Chloe Bishop barely dared to breathe, let alone meet his piercing gaze.But she said, "Neither.""Hm?" Xavier Grayson was not satisfied with that answer.Chloe Bishop explained calmly, "If I could turn back time, I would make myself stronger—strong enough that I wouldn't need to look up to anyone. That way, I could stand before you with my head held
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