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Chloe Bishop’s almond-shaped eyes met Xavier Grayson’s piercing gaze. Her expression remained flat, almost detached. "Donovan Tang has no reason to do that," she said quietly. "And even if he did, that is between you men in the business world. It has nothing to do with me."

"A fine 'nothing to do with me.'"

Xavier’s grip on her jaw tightened, his fingers digging into her skin with a cold