?<strong>Chapter 244:</strong>


    He paused before asking directly, “Are you feeling jealous?”


    Carrie quickly responded, “I’m being practical. The recent scandal? That was her orchestration! Nate got wind of obsessive fans knowing my whereabouts, and that sparked his kidnapping plot.”


    The phone kept vibrating.


    Kristopher’s brow furrowed. “Do you have proof?”


    “Not yet,” Carrie replied, her tone now gentler. “But I intend to uncover it.”


    With those words, she turned and ascended the stairs.


    Kristopher looked at his phone, a first for him.


    He chose to ignore the call, sending a text instead, saying, “In a meeting. What’s up?”


    On the second floor, the guest room had been transformed into a meticulously designed study.


    A spacious desk was strategically positioned in front of floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a breathtaking view of the surroundingndscape.


    Beside the desk, a plush lounge chair and apact coffee table nestled next to the bookshelf—carefully arranged to amodate her creative process.


    The setup allowed her to effortlessly capture fleeting moments of inspiration while immersed in reading.


    Her previous anger had gradually dissolved, leaving behind a profound sense of mncholy.


    Returning to the desk, she settled into her chair, facing a monitor as expansive as a television screen, providing an extraordinarilyfortable viewing experience.


    The moment she logged into WhatsApp on herputer, Daxton’s profile picture began to pulse with a gentle rhythm.


    The image was a self-captured photograph—a delicate teacup set against a backdrop of misty mountains and lush forests.


    Theposition embodied the essence of a reclusive poet, perfectly aligning with Daxton’s reputation as a gentle and refined individual.


    Daxton’s message cut directly to the point. “I visited a friend’spany today and learned that your best friend is investigating the trending topic for you. My friend mentioned your suspicion about Lise’s involvement. While I’m aware of the conflicts between you two, since your drama hasn’t aired, she doesn’t currently pose a significant threat.”


    Carrie recognized the “best friend” as Camille.


    Her initial encounter with Daxton had urred at the pier, where proper introductions were never made.


    She responded candidly, “I married two years ago. My husband is Kristopher Norris.”


    “Lise is Kristopher’s ex-partner, and numerous online rumors circte about them, though tabloid photographers carefully avoid explicitly revealing Kristopher’s identity.”


    Unsure of Daxton’s prior knowledge about her marriage, she decided to provide a clear, upfront exnation.


    Daxton didn’t dwell on the revtion.


    His response was swift and to the point: “I’ll help you look into it.”


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