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Seeing her pout, Xavier Grayson chuckled and gently rubbed her cheek, about to say something reassuring when Hank Grayson's voice cut in.

"Xavier. I didn't actually think you'd come."

Hank Grayson was clearly in high spirits—beaming like a man who'd already won.

"How could I refuse your generous invitation, Mr. Grayson?" Xavier Grayson replied, his tone reserved and cool