Chapter 582:

The memory of Kristopher and Lise, entwined in the private room of the Oasis Club, surged forward like bile in her throat. Her stomach churned violently.

She stumbled to the bathroom, gripping the edge of the sink to steady herself. The image was seared into her mind—Lise’s smug smile, Kristopher’s betrayal. She barely made it to the toilet before vomiting.

The thought cut her like glass: How could he even bear to be near the woman responsible for their child’s death?

The next morning, Carrie awoke to an empty bed. Kristopher still hadn’t returned.

According to the maid, he’d flown abroad on a business trip, though she doubted the truth of it. Was he avoiding her, or was he truly preoccupied? She didn’t know, and the ambiguity gnawed at her.

She opened WhatsApp, scrolling aimlessly. Kristopher’s chat was buried at the bottom of her list, a grim reminder of how long it had been since he’d checked in on her.

texts, the

how are you feeling? The investigator told me there’s been

swiftly, his warmth palpable even through text. “Want to meet up and talk? Don’t bottle it all up alone.” Carrie stared at the words, her fingers hovering over the screen. After a moment, she typed a

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his reply came through. “Alright. Let me know when you’re free.” After ending the conversation, Carrie got ready

Ruby and Camille still buzzed in her thoughts. Kristopher’s absence was a blessing in disguise;

her way out, arranging a

she wanted buy-in from her team. Ruby and Camille would join her shortly, and together,

was already filled

many employees had grown restless, their days spent clocking in and

like a

sharp gray suit cutting an imposing figure. Her hair was tied back neatly, every detail of

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