My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

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.”

it, the resemblance was undeniable. Arion’s features were strikingly similar to Reece’s, though the former’s trendy attire

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. And that

puffed up indignantly. “Grandpa, are you losing it? I’m not even twenty-five yet!” He

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

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

into laughter,

erupted into laughter, the atmosphere warm and

the earlier conversations, was bursting with curiosity. He insisted on bringing everyone back to the living room to

“What’s there to talk about? It’s late, and she works hard every day. A girl needs

argued, “Young people these days are night owls. Staying up late is the norm. Instead of hiding under the covers playing on her phone, why not gather as

better things to do? If not,