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    She went on to exin how their paths had crossed.


    As the conversation meandered, it inevitably returned to Carrie’s tangled rtionship with Kristopher.


    “Honestly,” Camille typed, “I feel like Kristopher’s been acting differently. Now that you’re back at Bayview Vi and seeing each other daily, tell me the truth—do you really still want a divorce?”


    Carrie didn’t hesitate as she told Camille, “Of course, I want a divorce. But not just yet. I need to deal with the whole Lise situation first—at the very least, I have to ensure my safety going forward. Besides, the divorce might give me some leverage when I negotiate with her.”


    Camille immediately replied with a thumbs-up emoji. “Sweetie, ever since you got over that lovestruck phase, you’ve be smarter.”


    With a smirk, Carrie closed the chat window.


    She spent the next hour organizing the part of the script she had been working on that week and sent it off to the productionpany.


    Thepany responded promptly: “You can hold on for now. Our sponsor has concerns about the uing parts of the script. We’ll get back to you.”


    Carrie didn’t overthink it.


    Thepany had always been generous and flexible, so she figured it was a temporary dy.


    Logging out of her email, she stretched and decided to head downstairs for a snack.


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    In the living room, Kristopher sat on the sofa, his expression unreadable.


    Oliver stood before him, several bags on the table nearby.


    When Oliver spotted Carrie, he immediately perked up, pulling a ss container from one of the bags. “Mrs. Norris, Mr. Norris asked me to bring this fish maw soup from the Norris Mansion. It was freshly prepared and still warm. Please try some.”


    Carrie epted the container and took a few bites.


    Just as she finished, her phone buzzed.


    It was a call from Mny.


    “Carrie, did you get the fish maw soup?” Mny’s affectionate tone came through the line.


    Carrie smiled, dabbing at the corners of her mouth. “Yes, I just finished it. It was delicious.”


    Mny’s voice took on a scolding edge. “It’s good that you enjoyed the soup, but don’t overdo it. Too many tonics can be harmful. Eating too much fish maw can lead to uterine fibroids.”


    “Don’t worry, Mny. I didn’t eat much. The ones you asked me to bring backst time—I didn’t even take a bite.” Carrie nced at Kristopher, her tone light but pointed. “Kristopher fed them to a dog.”


    Without missing a beat, she turned on the speakerphone, ensuring Kristopher could hear.


    Mny’s voice sharpened. “What nonsense! Even dogs shouldn’t eat too much! Their lives are precious too.”


    Kristopher’s face darkened, realizing the jab was directed at Lise.


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