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Madam Bishop had never expected Xavier to show up at this exact moment—not while Donovan Tang was still upstairs in Chloe’s private chambers. However, as a woman who had navigated high society for decades, she quickly regained her composure. Xavier offered a stiff, formal nod to Madam Bishop and Old Mrs. Tang, his sharp, predatory gaze scanning the Bishop manor like a commander surveying a battlefield. Vince stepped forward, offering a practiced, apologetic smile. "The President was concerned about the Young Madam. He set aside his meetings to come and see her personally. Where is she? I don't see her down here." Madam Bishop replied steadily, "Chloe is upstairs resting. Please, sit and have some tea. I’ll go up and wake her." "No need," Xavier countered, his voice cutting through the

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