My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 637:

Carrie groaned, quickly grabbing Camille by the arm and pulling her away. “Stop it, you’re scaring him! You look like a villain trying to recruit a henchman! He’s just a fan who stopped by for an autograph.”

Glancing back, Carrie noticed the young man still standing there, his marker clutched in one hand, his expression shy but glowing. She gave him a small wave before turning back to Camille.

“Besides,” she said, smirking, “look at his outfit. He’s probably the heir to some wealthy family. Why would he bother struggling as a trainee in the entertainment industry?”

Camille arched an eyebrow at her. “Says the woman who left behind a life of wealth and privilege as the Morrison family heiress to start a business with me.”

Carrie paused mid-step, her lips pressing into a thin line. “…Touche,” she muttered, conceding the point.

Carrie and Camille stepped into the elevator. Unbeknownst to them, a man lingered in the shadows near the hallway, his camera hanging from his neck.

his voice low. “I’ve been staking out the hotel where Carrie is staying. Guess who

me he’s delivering something on Reece’s

chuckled softly. “No, they don’t seem to know each other that well. Arion looks like

other end. Then, a loud

bowl off the table in a fit of rage, sending

with no wealth

background was laughable in Aliza’s eyes: the daughter of a wealthy man’s ex-wife, raised in obscurity, with no connections

hands curled into fists. “And me?”

an elite family, my father a trailblazer in Mothor’s AR field. I

to secure the Morrison family’s position in the Music Association.

she decided