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Xavier Grayson's face turned dark and menacing. He suddenly stood up. "Excuse me."

Watching Xavier Grayson walk away with an icy aura, Tim patted his chest in relief. "That scared me. You men in love—your moods change faster than flipping a page."

Caesor adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a wicked smile. "Just wait. That wedding isn't happening."

Tim rubbed his chin