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The dining room of the Grayson Estate was a hollow expanse of marble and cold light. Dinner was served, and Vince led Liam Jr. to the washbasin before the father and son took their places opposite each other.

The atmosphere was stifling. Both the man and the boy wore expressions that could sour milk. Xavier Grayson looked at his son, his brow furrowing with displeasure