My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 900

Chapter 900:

Smart philanthropy was a business strategy—a way to form alliances with other influential families. Their visit to the music association had been about establishing a foundation to sponsor talented children from lower-income families. And now, bringing Kyson here was about securing his family’s collaboration on building a library and setting up a scholarship fund.

Alethea sat beside them, sipping tea absentmindedly. Her mind wasn’t on business. Her eyes kept drifting toward Kyson, trying to memorize him—the sharpness of his jawline, the way his expressions had changed over the years.

After an hour, the meeting concluded. Kyson rose from his seat, said his goodbyes, and turned to leave.

The Hinks couple didn’t bother standing up to see him out. Despite his family name, Kyson was still considered a junior in their eyes.

Mr. Hinks gave him a casual smile. “Since you have other matters to attend to, we won’t keep you. Let’s catch up over dinner sometime. Our team will draft the contract and send it to you for review.”

Alethea was momentarily dazed. Without thinking, she blurted out, “Let me see Mr. Webster out.”

mother said lightly. “You’re of the same age—it’s good to make friends.” The underlying message was for Alethea

stopping—even as he reached his car. If anything, she looked ready to get in with

smile curved his lips. “Miss Hinks, please, there’s no need

blush crept onto her cheeks. She tucked an imaginary strand

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Alethea. And you don’t have to call me

something flickered behind his eyes. For a moment, he felt as if he were talking to someone else. Alethea’s demure demeanor… It reminded him

didn’t look alike, not at all. But the modest demeanor made him think of her. And that realization startled him. Even the smallest things now conjured thoughts of Carrie. Even

inner turmoil, Alethea nodded eagerly. “Kyson,” she called softly, her tone light,

inside the car caught her attention. A gift box sat on the passenger seat. The lid was slightly

sinking feeling settled in