Chapter 893

Chapter 893:

It was Daxton’s car.

The surprise in her eyes was obvious.

Despite being part of the Norris family, Daxton had never lived lavishly. Unlike Kristopher, he had never flaunted his wealth. His lifestyle had always been that of a man from an ordinary, middle-class background. Seeing the surprised look on her face, Daxton chuckled. “Are you surprised that I’d have a car like this?” His tone was light, unbothered. He patiently explained, “Recently, I’ve been working on several overseas deals. The partners are either foreign consortiums or major business tycoons. I needed something that would leave a good impression.”

Carrie nodded in understanding. It made sense.

In the business world, appearances mattered. Even socialites and wealthy women often splurged on expensive bags and jewelry just to maintain their place in elite circles.

Daxton’s recent disappearances, she now understood the reason—he had

the door swung open. A woman stepped out. She removed her sunglasses slowly, her gaze settling on Daxton and Carrie with

her early thirties, yet her demeanor and the air of authority

silence. “This is my mother,” he introduced simply. Then, turning to the woman, he said, “Mom, Carrie isn’t feeling well. Can you move to the back

Mila asked softly, as though

his brows slightly. “Yes. This is my girlfriend, Carrie—the one I’ve told you

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aside and moved into the back seat. Daxton gently placed

the air before Carrie could even take a sip.

it particularly harsh. It was coldly indifferent—not a question

her chest. She exhaled quietly before turning to Mila with polite detachment. “Mrs. Garcia, I’m fine. I just had a bit of heatstroke.” Then,

you sure? I can call the Morrison

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