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Xavier Grayson surveyed the crowd of men and women inside, his dark eyes growing colder. After a moment, he walked in with the little boy in his arms.

Chloe Bishop watched his retreating back, gritted her teeth, and slipped in behind him.

Behind her, Freya curled her lips. This should be interesting.

The moment Xavier Grayson entered, everyone instinctively stood up