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What kind of fool would pay a fortune for someone else's second-hand house?That property wasn't even worth ninety-eight million—the price was more than double the market value.When she'd bought it, she'd prioritized peace and quiet, good air, and waking up to birdsong. The location wasn't exactly prime real estate.Justin Taylor shook his head. "The buyer used a pseudonym, so I don't know who it is."Nora Fatehi said, "Justin, thank you for telling me this."After ending the call, she set the house matter aside and began investigating the industry elites for Chloe Bishop.Coming out of the mall, Xavier Grayson radiated cold fury like a human refrigerator. Lana Rose followed nervously behind him, not daring to make a sound.She'd hoped to take Adrian toy shopping to slowly win him over—after all, what child didn't love toys?But faced with all those novel playthings, Adrian Grayson showed zero interest. He didn't even touch a single one, let alone get down from Xavier Grayson's arms.

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For a long while, Xavier Grayson did not respond, nor did he question her. Lucian Grayson suddenly found it difficult to read his mind. "I shouldn't interfere in your marriage, Xavier, but this Chloe Bishop cannot be the one."Xavier Grayson looked at his father, and after a moment, asked calmly, "Why?"Lucian Grayson paused, then said in a grave voice, "Your mother's matter—Charles Bishop had a hand in it. And my imprisonment—Charles Bishop was involved as well. How can you expect me to accept his daughter?"Xavier Grayson's long fingers suddenly tightened. "Why didn't you tell me before?"Charles Bishop!Lucian Grayson shook his head. "So many years have passed. I didn't want you to relive those painful memories. And at the time, with your power, you were no match for them."Xavier Grayson's hands slowly relaxed. "Who else?"Lucian Grayson said, "The only ones I can confirm now are Charles Bishop and Seth Rollins's father."Seth Rollins's father—Good.Lucian Grayson's hand fell on X

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Not only had the house been leveled—every tree and flower around it was gone too, and even the swimming pool had been filled in. Nothing remained but a vast stretch of bare, empty land.Nora Fatehi gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes red as she stared at that hollow plot of earth.This had been her home for seven years. Here, she and Nicholas Taylor had spent their wedding night. Here, they'd had Joy. Here, there were so many beautiful memories...Now, overnight, it had vanished without a trace.Bitterness flooded Nora Fatehi's heart. She wanted to cry—really let it out—but the tears wouldn't come. She just sat quietly in her car, staring at the desolate land in the distance.Scene after scene from the past seemed to fade along with the house's disappearance. Looking back now, she could no longer feel the sweetness and sincerity of those days.The sound of an engine came from up ahead. Nora Fatehi pulled her gaze away from the empty lot.That was... Nicholas Taylor's car.It s

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Was Seth Rollins really not making things difficult for her on purpose?Chloe Bishop didn't have time to dwell on it. She was in a rush—today was her first time hosting a morning meeting, and there was still so much to prepare. She needed to get to the company early.Arthur had gone to Gary's place last night. Those two old foxes had probably already cooked up a plan to drag her down from this position. She couldn't let them succeed.After breakfast, her bodyguard had already pulled her car around. She got in, pulled out a stack of documents to study, and the vehicle drove smoothly and swiftly toward Bishop Group.The bodyguard's name was Pitt—a retired serviceman with solid skills. He'd been with the Bishop family for years, and Charles Bishop trusted him deeply, often entrusting him with important tasks.Chloe Bishop had thoroughly looked into his background and deemed him reliable. She decided to keep him by her side.She needed to learn how to use people now.There were too many th

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"Meeting adjourned."Chloe Bishop stood up.Gary sneered, "President Bishop, the meeting hasn't even started yet!"She shot him a cold glance. "If you have something to say, Manager Gary, you can save it for tomorrow."She flung the stack of documents in front of her across the table, her voice sharp. "Which departments submitted these? Tell your people—if they can't handle such trivial matters, I don't mind finding someone who can."Half the people in the room stared at her with looks of mockery and contempt. With Darren back, her words carried no weight at all.Chloe Bishop gripped the edge of the table, each word ringing with force. "I know exactly what schemes are brewing in your minds. I only hope some of you will open your eyes and choose your path wisely—so you don't take a nasty fall halfway and never get back up."She left the conference room and walked straight out of the company.Jake Tully called. "Why did you leave at a time like this? Gary and his people are going after b

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Nora Fatehi looked down at the soft little bundle in her arms. "Thank you for today. But I don't want this to happen again.""There will be a next time." Caesor answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world.Nora Fatehi's face darkened again. "What exactly are you trying to do?"Caesor said, "I already told you that night at Bishop Villa."That night at Bishop Villa?What had he told her?Nora Fatehi tried to recall their conversation that night, but she'd been too drunk. Her memories were fuzzy—she could barely piece anything together. "I forgot. Say it again.""Forgot?"Caesor raised an eyebrow and said casually, "Then think back—seven years ago. What did you say to me?"Seven years ago?He'd been abroad back then. They hadn't even been in touch. What could she possibly have said to him?Oh, wait—seven years ago, on the day she married Nicholas Taylor, he'd come back.What had she said to him?Nora Fatehi sifted through her memories of that time. She didn't recall what s

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After carrying the still-sleeping Joy back to her room, Chloe Bishop filled Nora Fatehi in on the company situation. Nora Fatehi listened with a deepening frown. "Who's Darren's protector?"Chloe Bishop replied, "Sam Bolton."When Darren had been taken away by the police, he'd told Gracia exactly who to contact—and plenty of people had overheard.Director Bolton—that could only be Sam Bolton from the police bureau.Chloe Bishop continued, "I know the Chief Prosecutor. He's an upright man. If we can find evidence of Sam Bolton taking bribes and post it online, the prosecutor's office will launch an investigation on their own."Nora Fatehi immediately understood what Chloe Bishop was getting at. "Leave it to me."Three o'clock that afternoon, inside the police bureau.Sam Bolton's office was suffocatingly tense. His eyes were locked on the computer screen in front of him—face pale, sweat pouring down, body trembling. "It's over... I'm finished... Who... who's behind this?"On the screen

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"I didn't take those photos—your uncle's girlfriend did. She was sitting right next to me. Sam Bolton must have misunderstood."Darren's face was ashen. "I warned your uncle a long time ago to delete those pictures. How did they end up online?"Gracia said urgently, "Call him right now and find out what happened. Tell him to lay low for a while."Darren nodded and immediately dialed Marcus.Marcus was just as baffled, wondering how the photos had leaked. He'd made his girlfriend send him the pictures that night, then watched her delete them from her phone before he left.That meant the photos only existed on his phone. If he hadn't posted them, then who did? And how?But he had no time to find the answer.Chloe Bishop moved fast. The moment Sam Bolton was taken away, she had Nita from the finance department bring a lawyer and approach the deputy police chief.With Director Bolton gone, and before a new director could be appointed, the deputy director would naturally have the final say.

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"I pushed Chloe too hard."Darren looked at Gracia, his voice thick with regret. "Son, remember this—even a cornered rabbit will bite."Two lines of remorseful tears rolled down his cheeks. "I shouldn't have gone to the company today..."If he hadn't backed Chloe into a corner, she wouldn't have fought back with such ruthless determination.He could have been out in a few years. Now he'd probably spend the rest of his life behind bars.Gracia's eyes turned red. "Dad, don't lose hope. I'll go see Arthur. He'll find a way to get you out."Darren shook his head, looking as though he'd aged a decade in an instant—a stark contrast to his smug, triumphant attitude that morning. "It's no use. The Chief Prosecutor is an obstinate old mule. Arthur's influence doesn't reach that far.""Then I'll beg Chloe Bishop.""Even more useless. I'm already tangled up in Sam Bolton's case now. What good would begging Chloe Bishop do?"He gritted his teeth. "Besides, she'd never help you. Only by bringing me

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Who would ever believe that New York City's top socialite was a crack shot with a slingshot?Marcus thought for a moment, then said to Chloe Bishop, "The person you should be looking for is my brother. I have nothing to do with this."Chloe Bishop smiled, but her beautiful eyes carried a chilly edge. "I know. But your brother plays too dirty. So I'll have to trouble you to do me a favor instead.""What favor?"Chloe Bishop toyed with the slingshot in her hand. "Go to the procuratorate and tell them everything you know."Marcus laughed. "Do you really think that's going to happen?"With that, he lunged at her. There was no way a grown man like him couldn't take down some delicate little woman.Chloe Bishop narrowed her eyes and let out a cold laugh. "Overestimating yourself."Several pellets shot out at once, thudding into Marcus's body. Then a blur flashed before his eyes, and a foot slammed hard into his face, sending him crashing to the ground.Chloe Bishop smoothly withdrew her long

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