Chapter 642:

As he stood there, visibly crestfallen, Carrie smiled warmly, breaking the silence. “Arion, we meet again.”

Reece’s brows shot up in surprise. “Wait, you two know each other?”

“Oh, it’s nothing special,” Arion interjected quickly, stepping in front of Carrie with an exaggeratedly casual air. His eyes darted meaningfully toward her, practically begging her not to spill the truth.

“We just, uh, bumped into each other on the street earlier.” Trying to maintain his composure, Arion zipped up his jacket to conceal the large, bold signature emblazoned on his expensive T-shirt.

Carrie smiled knowingly but decided to play along. “That’s right. We just passed each other. His silver hair is hard to miss.”

was undeniable. Arion’s features were strikingly similar to Reece’s,

eyed Arion with disdain. “I’ll never understand how someone like you ended up in the Morrison family. You dress like a street punk every day.

not even twenty-five yet!” He was only a few months older than

gaze unyielding. “What matters is that your cousin Carrie is moving in with us today. You’d better

the idea of having a cousin sank in. He stepped forward and made an exaggerated bow. “You don’t even need to say it, Grandpa! Carrie’s the treasure of the Morrison family now, and I’ll treat her like it.” He straightened and placed a hand over his heart, his tone becoming increasingly ridiculous. “I’ll handle her with the utmost care. I’ll do whatever she says. I’ll obey her every word

finish his absurd declaration, Carrie burst into laughter, clamping

and joyful as the family settled

with curiosity. He insisted

and she works hard every day. A girl needs her

Staying up late is the norm. Instead of hiding under the covers playing

him a cold glance. “Don’t you have better things to do? If not, go practice the piano. Your talent is rare. Don’t

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