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Xavier Grayson reached out and pulled back her blanket. She was still fully dressed. His gaze returned to her face. "Chloe Bishop, get up." She lay as if dead to the world, completely unresponsive. Just then, Madam Bishop walked in. "Don't wake her." Her tone was sharp, her face filled with anger as she looked at Xavier Grayson. "Chloe's had a terrible fright. Tomorrow is Lily's full-month banquet—let her stay here for these two days." Xavier Grayson neither agreed nor disagreed. His expression remained calm, but the look in his eyes was enough to make Madam Bishop's heart tremble. But for her daughter's sake, she steeled herself and pressed on. "Chloe got scared in your house. Why did she go down to the basement by herself?" Madam Bishop had no idea there was a dungeon beneath the G

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