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Kyson brushed past Carrie, their eyes locking briefly.
Carrie acknowledged him with a nod, catching the subtlety of his glance.
Kyson leaned in, his voice a whisper meant only for her. “Next time, I'd love a gift that’s personally from you.”
He walked away before she could respond, leaving her to reflect on his boldness.
Carrie stood still, her eyes following him as he left, confused by his familiarity.
Why was he acting so overly familiar?
Though they had met only once, he already felt at ease asking for a gift.
Next time? What did he mean by that? Was he alluding to sfuture birthday? A year from now, she might not
even be around.
“Carrie, what's wrong?” Reece leaned closer, noticing her distant look.
Carrie returned to the moment, saying, “Nothing, really.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Excuse me.” Reece motioned to the crowd, leading Carrie toward the dessert table. “Carrie, what would you like
to drink?” The crowd parted for them, though their eyes lingered with suspicion.
Despite doubts about the Morrison brothers’ claim that Carrie was a cousin, Reece's introduction left them no
room for challenge.
At first, swere drawn to Carrie for her beauty or the Morrison family’s status, hoping to strike up a
conversation, but their attempts were unsuccessful.
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Reece and Arion stood by Carrie protectively, with Daxton just a step behind, effectively blocking anyone from
approaching. Consequently, the crowd turned their attention towards Camille. With a quick flick of her wrist,
Camille captured a photo of those eager to connect with her on WhatsApp, quickly sharing it on social media for
Carrie, Albin, and a few chosen friends to see. Her caption read, “Sometimes, letting go of the old brings in the
new.”
At home, Albin logged into his social media and cacross Camille's latest post, a feeling of unease creeping
over him.
Every corner of the house still reflected Camille's touch, bringing back a rush of shared memories.
He roamed the living room restlessly before finally texting Kristopher.
“Kristopher, my assistance will end if | lose my wife. I'll need something from you if you expect my help to
continue.” At the event, Kristopher, after a moment's thought, initiated a video call with Albin and approached
Camille.
Flipping his phone towards the men around her, he said, “Her husband would like a word.”
Albin grasped the situation and said, “Apologies, I've been in a spat with my wife...”
Before he could continue, the crowd dispersed, pocketing their phones.
With her hands on her hips, Camille scolded Kristopher, “Mr. Norris, when did | get a husband? And why am I the
last to find out?”
“The incentive is there. Now do your part,” Kristopher replied emotionlessly and then hung up.
He slipped his phone into his pocket and offered a shrug. “Apologies, | was uninformed. I'm merely relaying the
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Any concerns should be directed to Albin himself.”
While addressing Camille, his eyes never strayed from Carrie. Arion shot Kristopher a disapproving look. “Is that
enough staring, Mr. Norris? It's rude to stare at a woman so intently.”
With a sly grin, Kristopher responded, “A true gentleman appreciates beauty. To admire is to be human, and in
admiration, there is no insult, merely respect.”
Message from Noah: Best regards, dear readers! New chapters on wednesday. God loves you, and Noah wishes
you all the best. Have a wonderful Sunday! (==) /
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