Chapter 584:

Kristopher’s absence stretched on like an unanswered question. Since his departure overseas, Carrie had immersed herself in recruitment and training, burying the lingering tension beneath the rhythm of her days.

The shooting incident, once a storm of whispers and speculation, had faded from conversation, as though life itself had conspired to forget.

The incident had become a thing of the past.

Melany, however, hadn’t forgotten the fractures beneath the surface. Her health was slowly improving, but the quiet that now blanketed the Norris Mansion unsettled her. One morning, as sunlight filtered through the grand windows, she suggested hosting a family dinner—a gesture meant to soften the lingering tension between Carrie and the family.

Carrie received Melany’s invitation while seated in a salon chair. The stylist’s scissors snipped away the final strands of her long hair, each cut feeling like a deliberate severing of the past. As she studied her reflection—a new, shorter style framing her face—her resolve solidified.

She accepted Melany’s invitation.

Kristopher’s distance, the Norris family had

had arranged for

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she divorced Kristopher, so she thought she might as well cherish them for

Norris mansion, the servants hesitated, their gazes

was the woman with long, elegant hair, whose cool detachment hinted at fragility. In her place stood someone new—short hair, sharp lines, and a quiet confidence that

piece of jewelry—not even her wedding ring—Carrie’s presence was

stepping aside to let her in. “Melany is in the living room

living room as the soft clatter of heels echoed across the

fingers, pausing for a fraction of a second before gliding back to her

motioned for Carrie to come closer, a maid already at her side to assist. “I hear you’ve been busy with your

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