My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 658:

The guests around him followed his line of sight to the doorway, where the Morrison siblings and their companions made their entrance. The room seemed to pause for a moment as the group appeared—three men and two women, all breathtakingly elegant, as if they had stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine.

At the center of them all was Carrie, radiant and commanding. Her tailored suit, paired with her short hair, gave her a sharp yet magnetic look. The massive purple diamond resting against her collarbone sparkled under the chandelier light, but even its brilliance paled in comparison to her luminous features. Her eyes, gleaming like they held galaxies, swept across the room with an almost imperceptible coolness.

It wasn’t just her striking appearance—it was the way she carried herself. Gasps rippled through the crowd as everyone processed the sight before them.

Finally, someone voiced out what they were all thinking. “Reece, Arion,” they asked with a note of curiosity, “which of you is this beautiful lady accompanying?”

Reece’s expression chilled over in an instant. Without giving Kristopher a second glance, he said firmly, “This is my cousin, the pride of the Morrison family.”

After a brief pause, his eyes scanned the room, and the air grew heavy with tension. “Today, I’ve brought her to Kyson’s birthday celebration to introduce her. Let me make this clear—any insult toward my cousin is an insult to the Morrisons. I will not tolerate any past loyalties standing in her way.”

The crowd was visibly stunned by the revelation. They had not known Carrie to be associated with the Morrisons.

Surprise flickered across Kristopher’s face before relief washed over him. The weight that had been pressing on him for days seemed to lift.

unexplained joy knowing she hadn’t chosen another. As these thoughts swirled in his mind, a subtle

noticed Kristopher’s change. He tightened his jaw and

Carrie once had feelings for him,

a gray suit

his eyes wide as he regarded

the one who helped me with directions at the university that day?” Arion was quick to respond, stepping up to hug the man. “Kyson,

Kyson murmured her name softly, his voice carrying

for our firm and got turned around. Mr.

sheepish grin. “I mistook Mr.

smoothly, saying,

warm smile, saying, “Hi, Carrie, I’m Kyson

barely had a chance to respond when two more

chimed in together. “Hi

a

tension filled the air. Both masked their discomfort with polite smiles, but a