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.

A few of the men, eager to play the role of gentlemen, pulled out chairs for Carrie, Camille, and

fuming, felt the sting of betrayal as the attention shifted. Just moments ago, the same people had been hanging on her every word, and now they were

seat with a huff, Ailyn yanked out her phone and fired off a WhatsApp

curt. “I told you I’m coming. Stop nagging. It’s

tales are

up Ailyn’s cheeks. She hastily exited the app and tucked her

man who had yet to sit down turned instinctively toward the sound. The doors slid

froze mid-step, his eyes widening in disbelief. “M-Mr. Norris?” he stammered,

caught everyone’s attention, and heads turned toward the doorway. The atmosphere shifted in an instant, as though the very air had been electrified. A stunned silence settled over

“My God, look at those legs. He could be a runway model!” “How