Chapter 913

Chapter 913:

Daxton lowered his gaze slightly before turning back to Kristopher. “I heard you lost your memory. Whether that’s true or not, let me remind you of something.” His lips curled slightly, though his eyes remained cold. “Carrie and I met in college. I knew her before you did. My story with her has nothing to do with you.” He paused, then added pointedly, “You really shouldn’t think so highly of yourself.”

Kristopher’s expression darkened. “You two aren’t suitable for each other.”

Daxton smirked. “Someone who isn’t suitable for you might be perfect for someone else. There’s no need to project your personal standards onto others,” Daxton continued, his voice carrying a hint of mockery. “That kind of thinking is rather narrow-minded. If that’s truly how you see the world, I have to question the legitimacy of all your so-called achievements.”

Kristopher didn’t react to the taunt.

Seeing the smug look on Daxton’s face, Kristopher spoke without thinking. “Do you even know that she…” He hesitated, his tone hardening. “That she’s been intimate with other men?”

nearly slipped out—his accusation that Carrie had gone to a hotel with two men. But at

Carrie’s private life. It was about Daxton’s darkness—his ruthlessness, his cold calculations. Kristopher didn’t care if Daxton was with a promiscuous woman, but Carrie was

himself, despite his resentment, he didn’t want her to

not as much of a perfect gentleman as he appeared. His tactics were sometimes so ruthless that even

had spoken had

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the words outright, she knew exactly what he was referring to. She knew he

second, guilt

a blade—sharp and unrelenting. No matter how much time had passed, no matter how many wounds had healed, some pain never truly

face Kristopher without faltering. For the

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