?<strong>Chapter 445:</strong>


    Carrie wasn’t feeling well, so the filming ended earlier than nned. The filming location was near the Myers family’spany. As Carrie stepped out to catch a cab, she bumped into Kailee, who wasughing and chatting with a group of friends. It appeared she had juste from drinking, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes had a zed, distant look.


    When Kailee saw Carrie, she stumbled a bit, froze in ce, and gave her a quick, sideways nce. Pointing at Carrie, Kailee slurred, “You’re such an embarrassment! Writing that ridiculous script and then stealing from Katrina? How could Kristopher marry someone like you, a bad luck charm?”


    The people around them quickly recognized Carrie as Kristopher’s wife. They weren’t from top-tier families, but they came from wealthy backgrounds more affluent and influential than the Campbell family. They were both jealous and resentful of Carrie’s marriage into the Norris family. Seeing Carrie standing alone, they couldn’t help but mock her.


    “Cindere might marry into the royal family, but she still carries that cheap feeling. You trying to make a quick buck off anything?”


    “She’s only good for her looks, and those are barely passable.”


    A blonde woman stepped forward, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “A woman from a new money family must be great at pleasing men, huh? Maybe she’s good in bed. Someone like Mr. Norris probably has a thing for cleanliness, doesn’t he? He wouldn’t go for someone too messy, so he keeps her around, I guess. What’s the term for that again? A kept woman?”


    The group erupted intoughter before she could even finish her sentence.


    The sound echoed through the space, but suddenly, a sharp p broke the moment, silencing them all. The woman who had been pped stood frozen, utterly shocked, clearly caught off guard by Carrie’s direct retaliation. Her face quickly reddened, swelling with the sting of the p.


    “How dare you hit me?” The woman shrieked, her face twisted in fury as she lunged toward Carrie, attempting to p back. Carrie, standing taller than the rest, took a small step back and swiftly grabbed the woman’s wrist. With a calm but piercing look, she turned her gaze to Kailee.


    “Aren’t you going to rein in your friend? Or should I call Kristopher and let him know how you and your friends are harassing me?”


    Kailee hadn’t expected Carrie to threaten her so openly. After a beat, she shot back, “What can you do, besides whining to Kristopher? Is that all you’re capable of?” Carrie blinked, a slight smile tugging at her lips.


    “I learned from the best. Aren’t you the one who acts all helpless with your aunt? I’m not some naive girl just waiting for you to destroy my life.”


    Kailee shook with fury, her voice shaking as she finally managed to say, “But you were the one who hit my friend first! How can you still beining?”


    Carrie yanked the blonde woman and shoved her toward Kailee, letting go. The woman stumbled and copsed to the ground from the force. Standing over Kailee, Carrie spoke with icy precision.


    “I am Kristopher’s legal wife, the young mistress of the Norris family. Your friend insulted me, called me a kept woman. She didn’t just offend me, but she also disrespected the entire Norris family. Consider this a lesson.”


    “What gives you the right to teach me?” Kailee snapped, backing away as she continued. “My friend’s right. How do you even deserve Kristopher?”


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