My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 428:

If Daxton had said this to her before, Carrie might not have thought twice about it. But now, knowing he was her nephew, his words carried an unexpected weight, delivered in a tone better suited for comforting a child than praising an adult.

Her thoughts shifted to Kristopher, who, with his razor-sharp critiques, could leave anyone feeling stripped to their core. He had a way of making others doubt themselves. Yet, when it came to compliments, Kristopher was as awkward as a fish on dry land.

Daxton, on the other hand, seemed to embody sunshine after a downpour. He had an uncanny ability to see the silver lining in every storm cloud, spreading positivity and guiding people toward brighter horizons.

Kristopher was like a thorny rose—beauty wrapped in barbs, pricking you before you could admire its softness. Daxton, however, was a candle in the darkness, casting light and warmth no matter where he stood.

As their conversation unfolded, they arrived at the door of an interrogation room. A police officer approached and asked, “Are you Ms.

“Campbell?”

her curiosity drawing her gaze toward the room. To her astonishment, she spotted the sleazy man who had once signed the

clarified, “He’s under suspicion

in the back seat of his car. At first, I didn’t realize it was your stepmother’s daughter. I called the police right away.” Pausing briefly, he added, “Even if I had known, I still would have reported it.

compass, Mr. Daxton. A lot of what we see online these days glorifies vigilante justice, but the law must always be

been a firm believer

admiration barely concealed. How Daxton, with his bloodstained history, could make such a claim without flinching in front of the police was a marvel in itself. Then again, as a

an eyebrow, her surprise

room while our officers speak with her. We

you for the effort you’re

officer offered a small, earnest smile.