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By the time Chloe Bishop returned to the Grayson Estate, the lunch hour had long since passed. The vast, marble-floored halls felt colder than usual, echoing with the silence of a house that held too many secrets.
Vince, the ever-reliable head butler, had already instructed the kitchen to prepare a light, nutritious meal for her. Perhaps it was the lingering relief of having her fever break
