Chapter 957:

His smile deepened slightly before he quietly shut the door.

Sliding into the driver’s seat, he reached for his phone just as it rang.

He glanced at the screen, then turned it toward her. “It’s Marina.” The casual way he showed her—reporting his calls as if they were already something more—felt strangely intimate. More than words, it blurred the lines between them.

Carrie blinked, momentarily caught off guard. “Okay,” she said absently.

Kyson answered the call. In the quiet of the car, Marina’s voice came through clearly. “Kyson, which designer made the dress you bought for Carrie last time? I need something nice for my best friend’s birthday party.”

His response was calm, indifferent. “That one’s not available. Pick another brand—I’ll cover the cost.”

blurted out, “Did you not tell me because you didn’t want me showing up in a dress as gorgeous as Carrie’s? Are you really choosing Carrie over your sister?” She let out a huff of disbelief. “She’s not even your girlfriend yet, and

cast a brief glance at Carrie, his voice gentle. “Don’t listen to

had misspoken. Her tone shifted as she quickly tried to explain, “Carrie, you’re there? I didn’t mean anything by it—I’m just used to talking to Kyson that

isn’t taking any more orders—not because of personal favors, but because he prioritizes artistry over business. He

saying my figure isn’t good

was matter-of-fact. “It’s not that yours isn’t good. It’s just that Carrie’s is… exceptionally

came through the speaker. “Fine! I’ll figure it

l no

designers available, you

am I supposed to do—wear something off the rack? Half those dresses were sent to our house the moment they launched, I can’t be caught

for a moment, then turned to Kyson. “I just received two gowns yesterday. Maybe Marina would like to take

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