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The sterile air of the hospital corridor felt like a vacuum, sucking the life out of Chloe Bishop as she stood frozen in the elevator. The metallic tang of Xavier Grayson’s blood was still on her tongue—a brutal, confusing contrast to the word "divorce" that had just fallen from his lips.

Inside the VIP suite, the silence was sharp enough to draw blood. Xavier Sr. stared at his son