My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 937

Chapter 937:

But before Alethea could dwell further on her thoughts, Kyson spoke. His voice was calm, but his words carried a quiet firmness.

“Yes, Marina and Carrie are very close. Not just Marina, our entire family is very fond of Carrie.”

He emphasized the words “entire family,” making his stance crystal clear. His tone had also turned colder, his patience wearing thin.

Alethea’s fingers clenched slightly, but she forced herself to remain composed, swallowing her irritation.

However, before she could think of a way to salvage the moment, Kyson cut the conversation short.

“Miss Hinks, we’ve arrived at the banquet hall. Please, make yourself comfortable. I’ll be taking my leave.”

With a polite nod, he turned on his heel and walked away—toward Carrie—without even sparing Alethea a second glance.

Alethea’s entrance into the banquet hall drew considerable attention. Her chestnut curls had been meticulously styled, cascading over her shoulders and partially veiling her delicate collarbone. She wore an elegant white gown adorned with shimmering Akoya pearls, and matching strands of pearls graced her wrists and neck.

round, their lustrous glow catching the light. There was truly

from Egoshire had painted her as an unmatched beauty—flawless, ethereal, almost divine. But now, standing before them in person, she seemed… ordinary. The contrast between expectation and

effortless. And beside her, Alethea

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the socialites at the banquet maintained their polite facades, their smiles

is believing. Miss Hinks,

words were flattering, yet the lack of genuine admiration was evident to anyone perceptive enough

had been showered with praise at every turn. She was the golden girl—envied, adored, placed on a pedestal. But here, in Isonridge, their

didn’t miss the way Alethea’s face twisted with displeasure. The

words with the guests, Kelsey turned to Alethea and said, “Come sit with me for

preoccupied with her own thoughts, barely registered the request. Her mind was elsewhere—flitting between Carrie and Kyson. Her eyes continuously scanned the room, searching for any sign of

Kelsey led her to a seat. Once they were settled, Kelsey’s voice

has anything happened recently

replied absentmindedly, her gaze still

Kelsey’s tone sharpened.