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Het Grayson was absolutely furious with Xavier Grayson. It was Xavier Grayson himself who had personally gone to the prison to pick him up and secure his early release—and now he was accusing him of escaping custody?Just as Het Grayson was about to argue back, Xavier Grayson continued, "It seems my dear uncle spent too little time behind bars. Clearly, he hasn't reflected on his mistakes, which is why he keeps making them."With that, Xavier Grayson rose to his feet. "Vincent, call the police. Tell them we've caught an escaped convict here."The crowd gasped. Xavier Grayson was really going to sacrifice his own family for justice!But everyone knew—this fury was all for a woman. For Chloe Bishop, he was willing to set aside blood ties and send his own uncle back to prison.Then again, this was Xavier Grayson. He was the one who had put Het Grayson behind bars in the first place. The more they thought about it, the less surprising it became.Lord Grayson and Isabella—mother and son—we

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Chloe Bishop let out a quiet breath of relief.The atmosphere was still somewhat tense, but at least Xavier Grayson's reputation had been preserved. In the end, it would be seen as Het Grayson keeping those photos with ill intent—and by Xavier Grayson's usual standards, this was already a display of mercy.So even though many of the Grayson Family's relatives were present, no one dared voice a single complaint against Xavier Grayson.The wedding continued, and the photo incident was finally put to rest.Chloe Bishop took Xavier Grayson's uninjured hand, her bright almond eyes shimmering with emotion. "Xavier... thank you."A roguish smile curved at the corner of his mouth. "Call me 'hubby,' and we'll call it even."A hint of color finally returned to Chloe Bishop's pale cheeks. She rose on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear, "I'll say it tonight."Xavier Grayson let out a low chuckle, then pulled her close, his arm tightening around her waist. His expression turned serious. "Chloe..

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Caesor adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his expression serious. "Working on it."Tim couldn't help but tease him. "She's probably not even considering marriage, right? I told you long ago—a woman like Nora, who just got divorced, isn't going to fall for love so easily again."Caesor shot Tim a cold glare. "Worry about yourself first."With that, he turned and walked off, radiating chill.Tim looked baffled. "Me? What about me?"He glanced over at Gwen Grayson, only to see her laughing and chatting with Caesor. A wave of irritation washed over him. What's so funny? Why is she smiling so brightly?The more Tim watched Gwen Grayson's radiant laughter, the more he disliked Caesor. That cousin of Caesor's definitely wasn't a good guy—smooth-talking and charming, probably juggling half a dozen women on the side.So Tim pulled out his phone and looked up Caesor's background. The results were a harsh reality check.As the most popular guy on New York University's campus, Caesor had an impecc

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"Should we give them what they want?"Chloe Bishop gazed at the handsome face before her—those deep, focused eyes so utterly captivating. She curved her lips slightly and rose on her tiptoes.Xavier Grayson's gaze darkened, and he immediately captured her soft lips with his."Whoa, that kiss is wild!"Gwen Grayson couldn't help but exclaim as she watched Xavier Grayson and Chloe Bishop locked in their passionate embrace.Then she noticed Caesor looking a little flustered, the tips of his ears burning red.Gwen Grayson blinked, as if she'd just discovered something extraordinary. "Are you blushing?"Caesor turned his handsome face away. "No, I'm not."Gwen Grayson's grin widened. "You've never had a girlfriend, have you?"Caesor paused, then turned back to face her, answering matter-of-factly, "I'm only twenty. Isn't it perfectly normal not to have a girlfriend at my age?"Gwen Grayson nodded. "It's normal to be single at twenty, sure. But for someone who looks like you—still single at

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"Are you all ready?"The emcee announced, "The bride is about to toss the bouquet!""Ready!"Gwen Grayson, Adam, and the others answered in unison.Chloe Bishop glanced at them, then turned her back to the crowd."Chloe, throw it this way! Over here!" Gwen Grayson called out.Caesor glanced sideways at her, then at Adam, who was also looking eager. These women are barely in their twenties—do they all want to get married that badly?Then Caesor's voice rang out from behind. "Excuse me, folks up front—mind making some room?"Everyone turned around at the sound of his voice.Caesor and Adam exchanged a look, then silently stepped aside and walked away.But when Gwen Grayson turned, she found Tim standing right behind her. She froze for a moment.Just then, Chloe Bishop suddenly said, "Catch it!"With that, she tossed the bouquet over her head.Gwen Grayson watched as Tim leaped up and caught the bouquet securely in his hands.From behind him, Caesor—whose catch had been intercepted—immed

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As evening fell, the wedding banquet continued with fewer guests in attendance.Chloe Bishop and Xavier Grayson moved among their family and friends, the atmosphere filled with laughter and joy as everyone offered their sincerest blessings to the newlyweds.But Chloe Bishop hadn't expected Liam Martin to show up uninvited.His arrival brought the festive mood to a sudden hush.He wore a white shirt and black trousers, his hair swept back—clean, sharp, and handsome. His steps were steady, though a closer look still revealed a slight difference from an ordinary person's gait.Chloe Bishop turned to Xavier Grayson. "Did you send him an invitation?"Xavier Grayson shook his head. "No."He had no reason to do that."Why is Liam Martin here?""He's not here to crash the wedding, is he?""What are you thinking? If he wanted to do that, he would've done it at noon."Liam Martin's presence stirred whispers among the crowd.After all, Chloe Bishop and Liam Martin had come within a hair's breadt

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Caesor looked at him, asking despite knowing the answer, "Where are you going?"Tim's expression was dead serious. "I'm going to have a talk with Gwen Grayson. Carrying on with another man like that in front of everyone—what does she think she's doing?"Caesor let out a cold laugh. "She's single. He's single. Why does it bother you?"Tim kicked his chair aside. "It bothers the hell out of me!"With that, he strode toward Gwen Grayson and Caesor.Meanwhile, Nora and Adam were busy playing matchmaker between Gwen Grayson and Caesor.Nora asked Caesor, "Chase, do you like older women?"Caesor had been plied with quite a bit of alcohol and was already drunk. He nodded. "Yeah."Adam jumped in immediately. "So, what do you think of Gwen Grayson?"Caesor turned to glance at Gwen Grayson. "She's alright."Drunk as he was, Caesor looked particularly adorable—enough to make the "old aunties" feel a little flutter in their hearts.Gwen Grayson immediately draped her arm over his shoulder, gave h

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Xavier Grayson raised an eyebrow. "Why would I be upset? He's been depending on the Bishop family for all these years—this amount is nothing. Whether it's a dowry or a wedding gift, it's what he owes you anyway. Just take it."He tucked the check back into the red envelope and handed it to Chloe Bishop.She accepted it and instinctively looked around for Gwen Grayson, the bridesmaid—but only spotted the drunk groomsman. The bridesmaid was nowhere to be found."Where's Gwen?""Tim's missing too."Xavier Grayson's sharp eyes caught that Tim was also gone.After asking around and learning that Tim had taken Gwen Grayson with him, Xavier Grayson gave him a call. Satisfied that Tim was still sober, he gave a few brief instructions and hung up.Then Xavier Grayson took Chloe Bishop's hand and led her back onto the altar. He turned to look at Adrian Grayson, who was sitting beside Lady Grayson, and called out, "Adrian, come up here."The guests fell quiet, watching as the little boy made his

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On the way back to the Grayson Residence, Xavier Grayson also posted a message on his Whatsapp himself.He wrote: "Thank you all for your concern for our family. Adrian is my brother Noah's son, but he will always be my son as well. And thank you for your blessings—Chloe and I will grow old together, never to be parted."Along with the post, Xavier Grayson attached a photo of their wedding rings.The moment the update went live, Chloe Bishop's fans flooded in. Comments poured in beneath the post, and likes skyrocketed by the second.Now that they knew Xavier Grayson had no illegitimate son, women everywhere were green with envy over Chloe Bishop.One female fan commented: "Xavier Grayson—New York City's richest man, young, handsome, loaded, exuding nobility from head to toe, and absolutely flawless in every way. And this man is married!!!"Under that comment, a male fan immediately fired back: "Chloe Bishop—New York City's top socialite, the real deal—beautiful, rich, and flawless. An

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Upstairs, as they approached the master bedroom, a pair of red double-happiness characters were pasted on the door.Xavier Grayson kicked the door open with one foot and strode inside with Chloe Bishop in his arms, without so much as a pause—heading straight for the bedroom and completely missing the "surprise" waiting for them.On the large bed, rose petals were arranged into a large heart. Inside the heart lay peanuts, longans, red dates, melon seeds, and cypress leaves—symbols of fertility, a hundred years of harmony, and other auspicious blessings.Xavier Grayson set Chloe Bishop down on the bed, bracing his hands on either side of her. His deep, dark eyes fixed on her like an eagle's. "The surprise? Hmm?"Chloe Bishop blinked her beautiful almond eyes. "It's outside!"If only he weren't so impatient.Xavier Grayson furrowed his brows, turned, and walked out. Finally, on the balcony, he found the "surprise" Chloe Bishop had prepared for him.There, on a table, sat an elegant cande

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