?<strong>Chapter 655:</strong>


    Memories of the mall encounter resurfaced, along with Carrie’s sharp words about Aliza. Marina clenched her fists, silently cursing Aliza.


    Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice from the house. “Miss Webster, where have you been? Mrs. Webster is asking where the gifts should go.”


    Marina stiffened, herposure returning. “Reece, I should head inside to help,” she said, her tone quieter now. A shy blush crept across her cheeks as she nced at Carrie, words hovering on her lips. But instead of speaking, she turned and followed the servant, her apology swallowed by her pride. Halfway inside, she nced back at Carrie.


    She tried to apologize, but the words seemed stuck in her throat. In the end, she just walked on inside.


    As Marina disappeared into the house, Carrie turned to Reece with a yful grin. “Reece, you’re really popr with thedies.” Arion, ever the troublemaker, mimicked her teasing tone. “Indeed.”


    Reece remained expressionless, brushing off their remarks with a t tone. “Stop talking bullshit. She’s just like a sister to me. Besides, she moved away when she was younger, and we lost contact.”


    Hearing this, Carrie felt a bit more sympathetic towards Marina. It must take a lot of courage to hold onto feelings for someone for so many years.


    “What sister?” Another car pulled up beside them, and Camille stepped out, her face piqued with curiosity.


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    Since there wasn’t enough space in one car, Camille hade with Daxton.


    Carrie chuckled, folding her arms. “The spoiled princess of the Webster family. She’s apparently a childhood friend of my brother’s.”


    She turned to Daxton, who had emerged from the car behind Camille. “Remember the woman we ran into at the mall that day?”


    Daxton’s lips curved into his usual gentle smile. “I don’t really remember.”


    Reece looked at him, puzzled. “Didn’t you meet Marina when you were in Izrosa?”


    “Reece, Izrosa is huge. The chances of running into her were slim. Besides, even if I did, I wouldn’t have recognized her,” Daxton replied with a patient sigh.


    Reece gave a sheepish smile. “You’re right. That was silly of me.”


    Inside the elegant Webster vi, Marina handed off the gift she was carrying to the housekeeper. She turned to leave, but a familiar figure caught her eye. Aliza was stepping out of the restroom, her expressionposed and self-assured as always.


    The memory of how Aliza had misled her into believing Carrie was romantically involved with Reece resurfaced with brutal rity. Because of that lie, Marina had confronted Carrie unfairly, leaving a bitter stain on her rtionship with the Morrison family.


    Now, knowing the truth, Marina couldn’t stop her frustration from bubbling over. The Morrison family was protective of their offspring, and if her actions had damaged her ties with them, she might never repair her connection with Reece. Her anger red hotter as she marched over to Aliza in her high heels, her steps echoing against the polished floor.


    “Marina, you—” Aliza began, startled, but the words barely left her lips before—


    “Whack!”


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