?<strong>Chapter 375:</strong>


    Kristopher answered evenly, “He came to inform me about the verdict regarding the woman who threatened you the other day.”


    Camille, usually content to remain unnoticed, couldn’t resist interjecting, “Has the court already passed judgment? What’s the sentence?”


    Kristopher’s face showed no emotion. “She was implicated in additional crimes, so she received a total of ten years.”


    “Hopefully, that’s enough to teach her a lesson,” Camille said sharply.


    Previously, Carrie had briefly mentioned Vicky while discussing something else. Though she spoke casually, Camille’s imagination took over, shaping Vicky as entirely evil.


    Carrie wasn’t shocked by the verdict. Given the involvement of both Soren and Kristopher, it was inevitable that Vicky would face serious repercussions. Yet, Soren and Kristopher typically avoided each other, and Oliver had been handling the issue. Carrie wondered why Soren would make a special trip to the Norris Group.


    With a slight frown, Carrie expressed her skepticism, “Did Mr. Rodgers reallye here just to tell us that?”


    As they were talking, the elevator reached their floor, and the doors opened. Kristopher then shifted his gaze to the receptionist, his piercing eyes imposing an air of authority. He nced briefly at her before turning to Oliver, saying, “Ensure shepletes her tenps crawling. After that, she can submit her resignation.”


    Linking arms with Carrie, he prepared to leave. Noticing Soren in the vicinity, he said sharply, “Mr. Rodgers, seems like you’ve got plenty of time on your hands to enjoy the drama?”


    The receptionist burst into tears. “Mr. Norris, this is unfair! How can you treat a woman this way?” Oliver promptly gestured for security to lead the receptionist away.


    Soren, giving Carrie a knowing smile, said, “Considering Carrie is my business associate, it’s natural for me to take an interest in her affairs. Who knows? This might even be a talking point online.”


    “Appreciate your concern, Mr. Rodgers, on behalf of my wife,” Kristopher retorted, his gaze locking with Soren’s in a half-smile.


    Sensing the escting tension, Carrie tugged at Kristopher and said, “I’m really hungry, let’s head up for lunch.”


    Camille chimed in, “I’ve been here a good two hours myself without a bite. Mind if I join you?”


    Kristopher paused, thinking to himself, “Since when did we have so many third wheels?”


    Kristopher stepped out first and continued casually, “He also requested that we hold off on releasing the variety show. He mentioned that your TV series is about to premiere, and airing the show now might spark unnecessary rumors.”


    He paused, looking at her for a response.


    “What do you think?”


    Carrie considered his words carefully before responding, weighing the situation from a practical perspective. “As a neer, announcing it now might lead people to focus more on our rtionship than my performance.”


    “So, are you suggesting I hold back the variety show and keep our marriage a secret?” Kristopher asked the question as he continued towards his office. The ss doors recognized his iris and slid open smoothly.


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