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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 991
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If he desired to win Loraine back, he knew he needed to create a world for just the two of them. However, the

presence of Cayson and Grady posed a challenge. How could he nurture a relationship with Loraine amidst their

presence?

Cayson, undeterred, held Marco's gaze.

Loraine, caught in the crossfire, rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

Why was she the men’s preferred target for their shenanigans?

Even Cayson, who usually remained composed, was dragged into this mess.

She surmised Marco was a bad influence on Cayson.

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Feeling drained, Loraine pushed the two men aside, asserting, “I don’t require a companion, and certainly not

you accompanying me.”

This declaration left both Marco and Cayson taken aback. As they geared up to respond, a shy voice from Grady

cut through the tension.

“The party is strictly for ladies. Gentlemen are not permitted.”

Hearing this, Marco and Cayson simultaneously shot Grady a fiery glance, as if asking why he was allowed to

attend.

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Grady, head lowered, responded with a shy smile, “The Cruz family is hosting this exhibition. As the host, my

presence is a given.”

The rule frustrated Marco and Cayson. They were powerless, given the

Cruz family’s host status.

Grady appeared to be an endearing and bashful young man, yet his eyes betrayed a sense of self-satisfaction.

He concealed his delight in secrecy.

He was aware of Marco's and Cayson’s affection for Loraine. They were his romantic rivals and formidable at

that.

In the gof wealth, looks, and intellect, Grady felt his odds were thin.

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But this time, he had the upper hand.

A silent rivalry unfolded among the three men, which Loraine was oblivious to.

To be precise, she no mood to pay attention to it.

Her gaze lowered, her thoughts strayed to her father.

Her father’s pocket watch lay shattered beyond repair.

Nevertheless, the sight of the pocket watch made her comprehend her father’s admiration for that particular

artist.

Endy Hewitt held a distinctive knack for adding captivating allure to stark machinery.