My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 801:

“Does he really think Isonridge is Orkset? Acting all important on the Morrison family’s turf? Please.”

“Your family’s on a whole different level now. He used to act like you didn’t matter, but now? He wouldn’t even dare dream of being good enough for you!”

Carrie easily guessed the reason Kristopher had left. He probably didn’t want to parade around with a bitten lip in front of the guests. She responded with a quiet “Mm,” showing little interest in dwelling on it.

Then, she smoothly shifted the conversation.

“What about Aliza?”

Camille tapped her chin, thinking.

“Torrie left earlier, even before Kristopher had someone send his goodbyes. As for Aliza, she was hiding behind a wall, spying on you like a creep. I threw a few words her way, and she bolted. Maybe she followed Kristopher. She put in so much effort to land him—she can’t afford to let her guard down now. If she could trap him, someone else could too.

That man’s got a natural talent for attracting scheming women, like a moth drawn to an open flame.”

Realizing her slip, Camille instantly covered her mouth.

Then, smacking her lips twice, she sighed.

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“Ugh, my mouth has a mind of its own. Look at me, so careless. If someone heard that, I’d just end up embarrassing you again.”

Carrie chuckled, reaching out to pinch Camille’s cheek.

“You’re actually kind of adorable, you know that?”

Right on cue, Albin appeared out of nowhere, carrying a plate of blueberry cheesecake. He set it down in front of Camille with a grin.

“Babe, give this a try. It’s even better than the one you’re obsessed with back in Orkset.”noveldrama

Camille took the plate without hesitation, scooped up a generous bite, and held it up to Carrie.

“First bite goes to you.”

Carrie leaned back, waving it away.

“I’ll pass. Just touched up my makeup.”

Albin smirked, leaning forward.

“Then I’ll take it.”

Camille rolled her eyes at him and popped the spoon into her own mouth instead.

Albin’s face fell, but he swallowed his disappointment.

They weren’t official yet, so he knew better than to push his luck.

Just then, Kody stepped onto the stage, his voice carrying over the chatter.

“Before we officially kick off tonight’s banquet, there’s something that needs to be addressed first.”

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