My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 482:

Albin, who had been quietly observing, shot a puzzled glance at Camille. “Useless? Ordinary worker? Are those words supposed to describe…”

Before he could finish the sentence with “Kristopher,” Camille jabbed him sharply in the ribs with her elbow.

“Not another word,” she hissed under her breath, giving him a pointed look. “Unless you want to embarrass yourself.”

Albin, though clueless about the undercurrent of the situation, wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

Sensing the tension thickening in the air, a classmate tried to break the awkward silence. “Alright, no need to linger at the door. Let’s head in and grab seats,” they suggested cheerfully. “Once Ailyn’s and Carrie’s partners get here, we can finally order.”

The mention of Carrie’s partner was clearly tacked on as an afterthought. The real curiosity hung on Ailyn’s boyfriend, the supposedly illustrious Cory, who had promised to host the dinner.

private room. A few of

sting of betrayal as the attention shifted. Just moments ago, the same people had

yanked out her phone and fired off a WhatsApp message to Cory. “Darling, where are you?” she

immediate but curt. “I told you I’m

tales are on

She hastily exited the app and tucked her phone away, terrified someone might catch a glimpse of the

the elevator chimed again. A man who had yet to sit down turned instinctively toward the sound. The doors slid open to reveal Kristopher, striding toward the private room with the effortless confidence of someone who knew

mid-step, his eyes widening in disbelief. “M-Mr. Norris?” he stammered, his voice barely above a

the doorway. The atmosphere shifted in an instant, as though the very air had been electrified. A stunned silence settled

“My God, look at those legs. He could be a runway