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“Mr. Grayson, I’ve brought your clothes.”

Ubba handed Xavier Grayson a fresh, custom-tailored suit.

However, the moment he stepped into the living room, he froze under the collective gaze of Chloe Bishop and the two little ones. An invisible pressure weighed heavily in the air.

It’s like Mr. Grayson has completely set up camp here…

“Mr. Grayson,” Ubba stuttered nervously