Chapter 889:

The question was directed at Aliza, but his eyes landed squarely on Carrie. It wasn’t a question. It was a challenge.

Sensing an opportunity, Aliza bit her lip, her voice carrying a trace of grievance. “I’m not entirely sure… I think Miss Hinks liked that gown, but when I arrived, I only heard Carrie saying Miss Hinks didn’t have a good figure…”

Her words were carefully chosen, deliberately vague, yet heavy enough to stir suspicion.

Kristopher’s gaze darkened, his expression turning icier.

Carrie, however, didn’t react. The moment she spotted Kristopher, she turned away, her focus shifting elsewhere—as if his presence meant nothing to her.

Her attention remained on the gown, still lying untouched on the ground.

it, but the damage was done. Even though her shoes were clean,

enemies, but she wasn’t going to be bullied into paying for

born into privilege. She had worked, scraped by, held down multiple jobs to build her own financial stability. She wasn’t about

another word, she turned, picked up her bag from the sofa, and spoke to the

up to a familiar face—Kristopher. She tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion flickering across

should take responsibility for their actions.”

.cóm is the source

You can refuse the gown, but there was no need to treat

pulled her arm free from

turned to Alethea, a

hear what Mr.

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