My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 658:

The guests around him followed his line of sight to the doorway, where the Morrison siblings and their companions made their entrance. The room seemed to pause for a moment as the group appeared—three men and two women, all breathtakingly elegant, as if they had stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine.

At the center of them all was Carrie, radiant and commanding. Her tailored suit, paired with her short hair, gave her a sharp yet magnetic look. The massive purple diamond resting against her collarbone sparkled under the chandelier light, but even its brilliance paled in comparison to her luminous features. Her eyes, gleaming like they held galaxies, swept across the room with an almost imperceptible coolness.

It wasn’t just her striking appearance—it was the way she carried herself. Gasps rippled through the crowd as everyone processed the sight before them.

Finally, someone voiced out what they were all thinking. “Reece, Arion,” they asked with a note of curiosity, “which of you is this beautiful lady accompanying?”

Reece’s expression chilled over in an instant. Without giving Kristopher a second glance, he said firmly, “This is my cousin, the pride of the Morrison family.”

After a brief pause, his eyes scanned the room, and the air grew heavy with tension. “Today, I’ve brought her to Kyson’s birthday celebration to introduce her. Let me make this clear—any insult toward my cousin is an insult to the Morrisons. I will not tolerate any past loyalties standing in her way.”

The crowd was visibly stunned by the revelation. They had not known Carrie to be associated with the Morrisons.

Surprise flickered across Kristopher’s face before relief washed over him. The weight that had been pressing on him for days seemed to lift.

Though puzzled by Carrie’s connection to the Morrisons, Kristopher felt an unexplained joy knowing she hadn’t chosen another. As these thoughts swirled in his mind, a subtle smile crept onto his face.

Reece quickly noticed Kristopher’s change. He tightened his jaw and stepped in to block Kristopher’s view of Carrie.

He still suspected Kristopher of harboring intentions toward his cousin. Knowing Carrie once had feelings for him, Reece worried she might falter and go back to Kristopher, just like Jenesis had.

“Is that really you?” A young man in a gray suit parted the crowd as he approached.

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes wide as he regarded Carrie.

For a moment, Carrie looked equally taken aback. “Were you the one who helped me with directions at the university that day?” Arion was quick to respond, stepping up to hug the man. “Kyson, are you acquainted with Carrie?”

“Carrie…” Kyson murmured her name softly, his voice carrying a hint of warmth.

Carrie explained, “I was there to screen new talent for our firm and got turned around. Mr. Webster was so helpful.”

She gave a sheepish grin. “I mistook Mr. Webster for a student; he seemed so young.”

Arion made the introductions smoothly, saying, “Kyson, meet my cousin, Carrie.”

Kyson moved towards Carrie, offering his hand with a warm smile, saying, “Hi, Carrie, I’m Kyson Webster. Thank you for joining us today.”

Carrie barely had a chance to respond when two more hands shot out in front of her.

Kristopher and Daxton chimed in together. “Hi there, I’m Kristopher Norris.”noveldrama

“It’s been a while, Kyson.”

Their eyes met briefly, and an evident tension filled the air. Both masked their discomfort with polite smiles, but a chill of apprehension lingered.

Camille whispered urgently into Carrie’s ear, “This feels like a showdown, doesn’t it?”

Clearly annoyed, Carrie gently shoved Camille aside and managed a small nod toward Kyson. “Hi.”

Kyson, sensing the unfolding drama, discreetly pulled back his hand, opting not to shake hands with Kristopher or Daxton. Arion then presented three wrapped boxes to Kyson, saying, “These are from all of us.”

Peering over Arion’s shoulder at Carrie, Kyson asked, “Which one is your gift?”

Caught off guard by the direct question, Carrie hesitated before explaining, “Since we hadn’t met before, I was unsure what to get you. I sought Arion’s advice for the gift.”

Kyson gestured for a servant to take the gifts and said to them, “Please feel free to relax here. I must greet the other guests now.”

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