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Both Xavier Grayson and Vincent knew that this attack bore the same hallmarks as the last one—clearly the same group behind it. Unfortunately, they had never been able to trace their true identity.After Vincent left, Xavier Grayson followed the gurney into the hospital room.Chloe Bishop was waiting downstairs at Rickon Tarly's building. Around 9:30, she saw him get out of his car. The man was tall and lean, wearing a pair of glasses—he looked rather reserved.She had thoroughly studied his profile and knew he was mature, introverted, and had no real hobbies. He went straight home after work every day and was known to be a devoted son.When it came to his personal interests, Chloe Bishop had found no angle to work with. So she had decided to approach through his parents instead, bringing along some health supplements as a gesture."Mr. Tarly, please wait."She pushed open her car door and stepped in front of him. "Mr. Tarly, I'm the new CEO of Bishop Group. I'd like to discuss somethi

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Chloe Bishop had grown up rarely being treated with such rudeness—except perhaps by Xavier Grayson. And she certainly wasn't about to take it lying down.Since she had already endured the humiliation, she might as well get something out of it. Otherwise, she'd be doing herself a disservice.So she stubbornly followed him out. "Mr. Tarly, I came all this way. Can't you at least invite me in for a cup of tea?"She had never felt so shameless in her life!So this was how her father had built his business from scratch—one humiliating pitch after another, swallowing people's contempt along the way.Rickon Tarly saw her at his doorstep and lost all patience. "Haven't you had enough? I told you—I have nothing to discuss with you. I have zero interest in Bishop Group. Get lost and stop bothering me, or I won't be polite."Bang. The door slammed shut.Chloe Bishop clenched her fists, her face turning pale.She had oversimplified things. Rickon Tarly was impossible—unmoved by persuasion or press

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With that, Rickon's mother pulled Chloe to sit down, poured her a cup of tea with great enthusiasm, and gazed at her—more and more pleased with what she saw. "Sweetheart, you sit tight. Auntie will go wash some fruit for you."Then she stood up and called out cheerfully to the room across the hall, "Honey, come out! We have a guest!""Auntie, please don't go to any trouble. I still have things to deal with at the company—I really should be going."Rickon Tarly's glare was practically tearing her apart. Besides, his mother seemed to have the wrong idea entirely. Chloe knew that staying would only make him more hostile, and he would never sit down for a calm conversation."Leaving already?"Seeing Chloe rise, Rickon's mother hurried back and scolded her son again. "Why are you glaring like that? Look how scared you've made her!"Then she turned to Chloe with a warm smile. "Don't be afraid, sweetheart. Our Rickon is just thick-headed—his heart and eyes are full of nothing but work. That's

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Rickon's father said nothing, but his face turned dark.Rickon Tarly, growing more impatient, urged again, "Just leave already."Smash!Suddenly, his father stood up and hurled a cup to the ground, shattering it. He pointed a trembling finger at his son. "Don't think I don't know what's going on in your head. If you still consider me your father, you'll go to Bishop Group and report for work—today."Rickon Tarly said, "Dad, you know our boss has done a lot for me. I can't leave the company."His father grew even more agitated, slamming the table as he shouted, "Are you unwilling to leave the company—or unwilling to leave him?"At those words, Rickon Tarly's face went pale. "Dad?"Chloe: "..."From what she knew, Rickon Tarly's boss was a married man.And Nora hadn't found any evidence of unusual preferences on his part.But judging by his reaction, she could already guess most of it. This wasn't just a rumour—it seemed to be a one-sided infatuation on Rickon Tarly's part.Shock and sha

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Rickon's mother's eyes suddenly reddened. "If only I had a thoughtful daughter like you." Rickon Tarly sat off to the side, silent, his thoughts unreadable. His father did come out of the emergency room quickly—but then he was sent for a full-body X-ray. The results showed liver cancer. Rickon's mother nearly fainted. Chloe Bishop quickly steadied her. Rickon Tarly's face turned ashen. "How is that possible? My father has always been healthy—how could he have cancer?" "Many cancers show no symptoms in the early stages. By the time they appear, it's already advanced. That's why we recommend annual check-ups." Seeing how frightened they were, the doctor quickly added, "Fortunately, your father's collapse today allowed us to detect it in time. The tumor hasn't metastasized or spread yet. With proper treatment, the outlook is quite good. If it had been another two or three months, we might only have been able to offer palliative care." The doctor's words gave Rickon Tarly a glimmer o

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Just then, Chloe Bishop walked over. "I know what you're worried about. You think your boss has done so much for you—that he's your benefactor, even your savior—and you can't betray him.""But think about it: he values you because your skills make him money. He gave you a car and a house, but the value you've created for him is immeasurable.""Businessmen are all about profit. He gave you those things because you were worth it. And the day you're no longer worth it, he'll let you go just as easily."Rickon Tarly let out a dismissive snort. "What do you know?"Chloe smiled. "If you don't believe me, go ahead and test it. Make a few mistakes at work, and you'll see his attitude toward you change dramatically.""You pour your heart into him, but he only sees you as a tool for making money. Rickon Tarly—are you truly willing to live like that for the rest of your life?"His expression shifted. His hands slowly clenched into fists.Chloe knew her words had finally sunk in. She handed him he

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"Miss!"Pitt's face changed dramatically at the sight. He immediately got out of the car and pointed at Marcus Martin. "Marcus Martin, what are you doing? Let our miss go!"With Chloe Bishop held at gunpoint, Pitt didn't dare approach. It was late at night and the area was deserted.All he could do was try to talk Marcus Martin down. "Marcus Martin, let's talk this through. Your enemy is Liam Martin, not our miss. You barely escaped from prison...""Shut up."Marcus Martin had no patience for Pitt's rambling. He grabbed Chloe Bishop by the neck, turned the gun on Pitt, and fired without hesitation.Bang!"No—!"The gunshot and Chloe Bishop's scream rang out almost simultaneously.Pitt was hit. Blood seeped from his abdomen, quickly staining his clothes. His tall, strong frame slowly crumpled to the ground."Pitt!"Chloe Bishop's face turned ashen. Watching the blood spread across Pitt's body sent a chill down her spine. She snarled at Marcus Martin behind her, "Why did you kill him? Wh

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She scrambled toward the window and looked out. Pitt lay motionless on the ground.She couldn't tell if he had passed out—or if he was already dead.The van drove farther and farther away. Finally, someone emerged...The gunshot had stirred quite a few people, but no one had dared come out until Marcus Martin had driven off with Chloe Bishop. Only then did someone approach.An ambulance would likely come soon to take Pitt to the hospital. She could only pray he would hold on until then.There was nothing more she could do for him now.Because she had no idea what awaited her next.After pushing her into the van, Marcus Martin left her alone. The driver in front wore a mask, revealing only a pair of cold, eerie eyes.Chloe Bishop caught sight of those eyes in the rearview mirror—they felt familiar. So did his silhouette. She had seen this driver before, but she couldn't place him.The van sped along and soon pulled up on a remote dirt road, surrounded by mountains and forest.Marcus Mar

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"Shut up, you worthless bitch!"Leo, stung by her words, darkened with rage and raised his hand to strike her again. But this time, Marcus Martin caught his wrist. "Don't touch her until Liam gets here."Though unwilling, Leo knew Marcus Martin had a gun and wouldn't hesitate to use it. He didn't dare push back. So he shoved Chloe Bishop roughly instead. "Just you wait—I'll deal with you later."The fat man tried to smooth things over. "Brother Leo, cool down. I bought some wine and meat. We'll have more energy after we eat, right, Brother Leo?"The skinny one nodded. "Fatty's right. No rush. Come on, Brother Leo, let me buy you a drink. After Brother Marcus finishes his business, we can do whatever we want."The two men dragged Leo away.Chloe Bishop let out a shaky breath. The pain in her back made her wince.Leo had shoved her hard onto the ground, and a sharp rock had dug into her spine, sending a deep ache through her bones."Get up."Marcus Martin grabbed her by the collar and ha

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If she guessed correctly, Tyler Jones should be relatively close by now, and Liam would also be on his way."It's me—your uncle, Marcus Martin."Marcus Martin's voice was cold and sinister. "I never expected you'd still be able to sleep."Liam was silent for a moment, then replied coldly, "It's you. Shouldn't you be rotting in prison? What are you doing out here?""Naturally, to see you. It's been a long time since we last met, uncle and nephew. Come to the XX Reservoir. If I don't see you within half an hour, Chloe Bishop will be thrown into the water to feed the fish."Marcus Martin pressed the gun against Chloe Bishop's head. "Say hello to your old flame."Chloe Bishop did as she was told and said to Liam, "Help me.""Did you hear that? Chloe Bishop is begging you to save her."Marcus Martin paused, then let out a cold laugh. "And remember—don't you dare call the police. You come alone. Otherwise, all you'll find is a corpse.""Marcus Martin, I'll come alone. But you listen to me—do

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