My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 636:

The sound carried a gentleness that made her instinctively lower her guard. She turned, puzzled, her heart still pounding.

A young man stood a few feet behind her. His silver hair gleamed under the sunlight, falling effortlessly across his forehead.

He looked no older than eighteen, with a mischievous smile that played at the corners of his lips. A diamond stud in his left ear caught the light, glinting like a playful wink.

He was tall and lean, dressed in a crisp white Loewe T-shirt beneath a stylish jacket. A small teddy bear dangled from his shoulder bag, adding a quirky charm to his otherwise polished appearance.

Carrie studied him, her brow furrowing slightly. She removed her sunglasses, her voice soft but guarded. “Can I help you?” He looked familiar, but she couldn’t remember who exactly he was. Her gaze lingered on his hair, perhaps because the silver reminded her of Soren.

The young man’s smile widened, his expression lighting up with excitement. “It’s really you! I knew it!” His cheeks flushed as he gazed at her, his eyes sparkling like he was meeting a lifelong hero. “I’m a huge fan. I absolutely love your scripts and the role you’ve played.”

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the marker to her and lifted the hem of his pristine white T-shirt, revealing the

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flicked to the T-shirt, recognizing the logo immediately. “If I’m not

a T-shirt worth over twenty thousand dollars didn’t

But who cares? A shirt’s just a shirt. Your signature will make it priceless.” Carrie was momentarily lost for

casually wear designer brands like it’s no big deal.” She uncapped the marker with practiced ease and signed her name, adding her pseudonym, Katrina, in elegant strokes. “Thank you for your support,” she said warmly, handing back the marker. “I’d love to chat, but

excitement didn’t waver. “Will you be in more dramas soon?” he asked

nodded, her tone candid. “There’s a new script almost ready. I’ll be acting in it, but probably not as the lead. I’ve started my

support

Camille appeared in a flurry of energy, her heels clicking sharply on the pavement. “Carrie! The audition’s