My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 522:

Carrie’s cheeks flushed as she pushed against his chest, slipping out of his arms. “Billie’s waiting for me.”

“I have to go,” she said hurriedly.

Smoothing her hair, she glanced nervously at the lounge door. Although she knew the office was soundproof, the thought of Oliver unexpectedly walking in made her uneasy. Grabbing her phone, she quickly dialed Oliver’s number.

“Oliver, can you drive me to the Norris Mansion?” she asked.

Oliver answered promptly, “Of course, Mrs. Norris.” Moments later, the door to the adjacent lounge opened, and Oliver stepped out. Kristopher’s gaze darkened as he adjusted his shirt and unbuttoned his collar. His voice was icy. “Oliver, where did you disappear to? Growing lazier by the day, are we?”

“I was just sending some emails, Mr. Norris.” It wasn’t a complete lie—he

tugged at his collar, keeping a straight face. In a bid to escape the situation, Oliver quickly added, “If there’s nothing else,

but he didn’t argue. “Hmm,” was all he said. However, his sharp gaze lingered

out of the office and stepped into

two other women in the room were Mrs. Quinn, whom Carrie remembered as the one who had brought her health supplements during a previous visit, and

Billie, and while Carrie recognized her, she didn’t know much about her or her background. Previously, when Kristopher had kept Carrie at arm’s length and Billie hadn’t warmed up to her, the women in this social circle had barely acknowledged her

smile, “Carrie! Last time I came by with some health supplements, you left in such a hurry I barely got to see you. But today, you look radiant—more beautiful than when you first got married!” She leaned closer, studying Carrie as if trying

Diaz laughed, her tone teasing. “At your age, trying to step into the entertainment circle? Be careful you don’t throw your back out dancing

the two women chuckled. Carrie smiled politely, walking further into the room. “Billie, Mrs.