?<strong>Chapter 931:</strong>


    “I see.” Daxton gave her a knowing look but said nothing more as he bent down to gracefully open the car door for her.


    Carrie remained silent, ducking her head as she slipped into the passenger seat.


    When Carrie and Daxton entered the cocktail party, the Morrison family had already gathered in the banquet hall.


    Upon noticing Carrie’s arrival, they quickly wrapped up their conversations with acquaintances and approached her.


    Jenesis, adorned in a delicate green dress, walked up to Carrie. “We’re matching, like mother and daughter.”


    Carrie smiled and affectionately rested her head against Jenesis’s shoulder, yfully remarking, “Aunt Jenesis, you look so youthful—how could you call these mother-daughter outfits? They resemble something sisters or best friends would wear.”


    Herment wasn’t mere ttery. Jenesis had indeed preserved her appearance remarkably well. Apart from her sophisticated demeanor, her features alone made them appear more like siblings than rtives of different generations.


    Not far away, Kristopher, who had been assisting Aliza with her te selection, suddenly seemed to notice something. He paused and turned his attention toward the entrance.


    His gaze immediately captured Carrie’s enchanting figure, traveling from her radiant, smiling face downward.


    Upon observing the graceful curve of her neck and shoulders, he unconsciously furrowed his brow slightly. Thankfully, her dress featured a conservative neckline, revealing only a modest glimpse of her cleavage before the fabric concealed the rest.


    His eyes continued their journey, taking in her long, elegant legs. Something primal stirred within him—an urge to rush over and shield her from the appreciative nces of other men present.


    Aliza remained absorbed in examining the desserts. She pointed to a cake before her and said, “Kristopher, I want that one.”


    After an extended silence, she nced up in confusion, noticed Kristopher’s expression, and followed his line of sight.


    When she spotted Carrie at the entrance, her expression hardened instantly.


    She suddenlyprehended why Kristopher had willingly apanied her to this event.


    The Herrera family typically wouldn’t receive invitations to such prestigious cocktail parties. Furthermore, due to recent conflicts with the Morrison family, the Herreras had been ostracized by many. Even families with business partnerships no longer allowed their members to associate with Aliza.


    Alethea had extended this invitation to Aliza.


    Aliza had learned about Carrie narrowly missing the Best Actress award, so she knew the invitation was Alethea’s reward for her information.


    Upon initially receiving the invitation, Aliza had asked Kristopher to apany her, but he promptly declined, iming he disliked such gatherings and had pressingpany matters that prevented his attendance. Hepensated her with a million-dor green sapphire ne. The extravagant gift delighted her so thoroughly that she hadn’t pressed the issue further.


    Indeed, such expensive presents rarely came her way. Throughout her life, aside from Kristopher’s gifts, her most valuable piece had been a million-dor jade bracelet received during hering-of-age ceremony. Her other jewelry consisted of standard luxury brand pieces, none exceeding a few hundred thousand dors.


    Yesterday, an acquaintance mentioned the Morrison family would also be attending. That evening, Kristopher unexpectedly changed his stance, dering his schedule clear and offering to escort her. She hadn’t questioned his sudden change of heart, but now, witnessing Kristopher’s intense gaze, everything crystallized.


    She couldn’t fathom why Kristopher, despite his memory loss and her deliberate efforts to foster his dislike for Carrie, still harbored such an obsession with her.


    Aliza even suspected he might have regained his memory, but despite her various tests and the doctor’s thorough evaluations, no evidence suggested Kristopher had recovered.


    Was it solely due to Carrie’s bewitching beauty?


    Men were indeed visual creatures, driven by primal instincts. Even with his memories erased, he still yearned for Carrie!


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