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3:00 AM.

Under the cloak of night, the residential compound was pitch-black and dead silent. Not a soul stirred in the chilly air.

The silver Rolls-Royce pulled up to the building entrance. Chloe stepped out with the child, still wrapped in Xavier Grayson's jacket.

" Mr. Grayson, Xavier, thank you so much for today. As for your jacket..