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The master bedroom in the Bishop Manor was a landscape of elegant mahogany and silk, but for Chloe Bishop, it felt like a cage of high-stakes social duty. She watched Xavier Grayson as he remained silent, his profile as sharp and cold as carved obsidian.

"You mentioned a car accident on your way here," Chloe said, her voice carefully neutral as she tried to bridge the icy gap between them