My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 641:

She turned to Kody, recalling how he had asked for the keys to Gracie’s apartment just days ago. He had explained that he wanted to bring the piano back, but she never expected to find it here. She felt that since the piano had once belonged to the Morrison family, returning it to them was like bringing a piece of Grandpa back home.

Reece joined her by the piano, his voice gentle. “You are the only one in the family with a talent for the piano. You are also your grandpa’s only descendant. This piano belongs to you.”

Tears pricked her eyes as she whispered, “Thank you.”

Jenesis approached her, brushing a hand tenderly through her hair. “Silly girl, there is no need to thank us. Family takes care of each other.” Her voice softened with emotion as she added, “I don’t know what you have been through to be so easily moved. It’s just a room.”

Reece laughed, his tone light but carrying a hint of gravity. “Exactly. Besides, everything in the Morrison family will be yours someday.”

Though the words were meant to reassure, they carried an unspoken weight. Carrie had no idea that the family expected her to one day lead them as the head of the Morrison family—a role traditionally held by the president of the prestigious Music Association.

For tonight, it was enough to let her bask in the warmth of a

room was interrupted by a voice echoing from

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as a thought struck him. “I completely forgot—Arion’s

could respond, a silver-haired figure appeared in the doorway. Arion stood there, his trendy outfit slightly rumpled, a teddy bear-shaped bag hanging off his shoulder.

Carrie, and his words trailed off. His eyes lit up as recognition dawned. “Wait… Carrie?

answer, Arion’s eyes darted to the rest of the family, confusion written all over his face. “And why’s everyone here? Did

throat to break the awkward silence. No

with an easy smile, clapping Arion on the shoulder. “Arion, this is Carrie—Josh’s only granddaughter.

his brain seemingly short-circuiting. “Is this some kind of April Fool’s

taken aback. She hadn’t expected the silver-haired young man who had chased her for an autograph earlier to be introduced as her cousin. “It’s not