My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1043:

Aliza answered smoothly, “We expose the truth and stir things up. Let the public know. Once everything’s chaotic, we’ll have more room to maneuver. And if Carrie ends up… disappearing, the Morrison family won’t suspect us.” She shrugged.

“Think about it. If we’re talking about motive, Alethea and even Kelsey have far stronger reasons to get rid of Carrie than I do.”

The day of the Music Association’s evaluation arrived sooner than expected.

Carrie’s pregnancy was beginning to show, though only slightly. Thanks to her naturally graceful figure, the change resembled nothing more than a slight weight gain, lending her a healthier, more radiant appearance.

In the hours leading up to the evaluation, the Morrison household was in a flurry of activity. Every detail—from meals to wardrobe—was scrutinized to perfection. No one wanted the slightest mistake.

Since the family recognition banquet, Carrie had become the beloved “little princess” of the Morrison clan—a status that quickly became the talk of Isonridge’s elite circles.

Yet, despite her elevated status, the public still primarily knew her as an actress. Although she had once come close to winning Best Actress, many continued to dismiss her as someone who relied more on luck than skill. Few voiced their opinions openly, but in private, the skepticism lingered.

far more prestige than any entertainment award. If Carrie could deliver a standout performance, she would finally silence her

to allow ample time for preparation. After eating, the family insisted Carrie rest in her room while they finalized everything. She lay down briefly but woke just half an hour later. Opening her door, she spotted Arion pacing anxiously

blurted, “I wasn’t even this nervous during my own evaluation! I feel like I can’t

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over to the sofa. She picked up

“Need a few puffs?”

oxygen machine for her to use daily

sank into the seat beside her

an old man? I’m in my twenties—peak of

was interrupted as a servant entered, pushing a rolling clothing rack. Jenesis

time,”

you rest

Carrie shook her head.

early, slept in this morning. Any more sleep and I’ll feel