Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 325 Epilogue: Kayla and Calvin XIV

Brenda had thought Damien was finally catching on, but his next words hit her like a cold splash of water. “Kayla picked it out at her shop. Said it’d suit you. Seems she was right–you like it, don’t you?”

Brenda’s face darkened, her mood souring in an instant. “You paid for it?”

Damien shot her a scowl. “What, you think I’d mooch off my own niece?”

Kayla had no clue that this one dress had upset Brenda so much that she stayed holed up in her room, too furious to come downstairs for a whole week.

*****

The boutique had hit its stride. For two months straight, customers kept coming, and some of the wealthier ones even spread the word, bringing in new faces.

It wasn’t a goldmine, but Kayla was over the moon. Truth be told, she was pulling in more cash than she ever had as an

actress.

One day, she gathered her family. “Mom, Dad, Mark,” she said, eyes sparkling with excitement, “I’m thinking of taking a trip. Probably gone for about two weeks.”

No one batted an eye.

Mark leaned in, curious. “Where are you headed? Want me to tag along?”

Kayla laughed, waving him off, “No way, Mark. I’m not a kid anymore. I don’t need a babysitter for everything.”

But to them, Kayla would always be their little girl, no matter how grown she was.

“I’m going to the Rockies this time,” she added with a grin. “Not too far. I’ll snap some awesome snowy mountain pics and toss them in our group chat.”

Mark, always the protective brother, mulled her words over a bit longer than their parents did.

“Kayla,” he said, squinting at her, “you’re not going on this trip with Calvin, are you?”

*****

Kayla

had bought a full set

trip was hers alone–no one

the snow–dusted mountains, the rolling hills and layered peaks stretched out before her. Her heart swelled with

poor Calvin was back in town, wracking his brain for ways to steal a few

gave him a sympathetic look. “Sorry, Calvin. Kayla’s taken a

garbage

at the board, shaking his head. “That move was straight–up awful. A kid just learning

managed a weak smile, his heart clearly not

to track down where Kayla

there were no flight

him completely

him. He pressed his lips together before speaking, “Sir Lewis, any chance you know how long Kayla’s

his sharp gaze locking onto Calvin. A

distraction, his scattered focus, was all

mood lifted in

dying to know where Kayla’s off to,

practically leaped to pour him a fresh cup of coffee. “Yes!

blew on the steaming mug, taking his

Lewis, just tell me. Aren’t you worried about

she’ll have someone to watch her back, right? Two’s better

creeping across his face. “You with her? That’d

you’re… decent enough. Just don’t you dare

it. “Not a word. I swear. If she asks, I’ll say it was

and said, almost casually,

on his phone, arranging

Lewis, I’ve got to run–something

frantic retreat, chuckling to himself and

way too

miss having a chess partner for a while. He should’ve made Calvin

Calvin, but he had

only child, a top–tier university grad,