Chapter 827

Chapter 827:

They were talking, laughing, her smile bright, effortless. She had smiled like that at Kyson. At Daxton. But never at him.

Kristopher squeezed his eyes shut, trying to sharpen the blurry images. The man… He was a minor celebrity. Stewart Lopez? Something like that.

He vaguely remembered meeting Stewart once, back when he visited Lise on set. Stewart had been the male lead—quiet, introverted, stiff in conversation. Kristopher hadn’t thought much of him at the time. Kristopher knew that Carrie was an actress. Did she act with Stewart too?

His mind spun. He recalled Lise on set, her cold indifference to every male actor. Both Lise and Carrie had gotten entangled with him because of his money, but even after their breakup, Lise had remained within his orbit.

But Carrie… While still carrying the title of Mrs. Norris, she had surrounded herself with so-called colleagues and friends, entangling herself with other men.

anger coiled in his chest. His head pounded, as if

without anesthesia. He had gritted his teeth

a fist as if he could physically squeeze the pain away. Then, a cool touch. A small, chilled hand covered

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calming—drifted above him. “Here. A sip of cold water might help.” It

yet, her voice felt like a breeze cutting through the suffocating heat. Like water

heatstroke. She had only meant to hand him the bottle and leave, but when he made

him, and pushed the bottle to his lips. “Mr. Norris,

trembled. The water sloshed over the rim, spilling onto him—and onto Carrie. For

his gut. Would Carrie be the

pretending not to care while secretly wishing she had never touched him? Would she look at him the way

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