?<strong>Chapter 685:</strong>


    Marina turned to Carrie, her eyes wide with a pleading look. “Carrie…”


    Carrie met her gaze with a sidelong nce. “Stop causing drama, and I’ll agree.”


    Marina’s pout deepened, but Carrie’s firm tone left her no room to argue. The truth…


    Carrie didn’t dislike Marina. She found Marina’s antics mildly entertaining, and their families’ close rtionship made it easier to tolerate the woman’s quirks.


    “Me? Stirring up drama?”


    Marina huffed, her lips curving into a yful pout. “You’re so biased against me! Everyone makes mistakes, but I’ve learned from mine. Can’t you stop holding grudges?”


    “Alright, alright. My bad,” Carrie replied, her tone indulgent, as if she were pacifying a child.


    Marina’s expression softened almost immediately. “That’s more like it.”


    The shopping district Daxton had mentioned was only a short walk from the Morrison residence.


    The trio set out together, but Marina deliberatelygged behind, her steps slowing as she watched Carrie and Daxton walk ahead.


    They were deep in conversation,ughing softly as they strolled side by side. Their easy camaraderie made Marina grit her teeth. Fishing her phone out of her pocket, she quickly typed out a message to Kyson: “Kyson, I’ve got a situation here. Come over. It’s urgent.”


    She added their location and hit send, ncing guiltily at Daxton’s back. She knew this was underhanded, but she didn’t care. The world wasn’t fair, so she couldn’t afford to y fair. Besides, Carrie’s allure was overwhelming. If she didn’t act now, her brother wouldn’t stand a chance.


    Marina’s gaze shifted to Carrie’s silhouette ahead of her. Even from behind, Carrie was captivating. Her tall frame, perfectly proportioned with a slim waist and long legs, exuded effortless elegance. Worse still, she managed to be slender yet impossibly curvaceous—abination that Marina found infuriating.


    Her eyes dropped to her own figure, and she let out a resigned sigh.


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    Not long ago, she had bristled with indignation, wondering why a divorced woman from a small town drew so much admiration.


    But now she realized that, on Carrie, being divorced was such a minor detail it didn’t even count as a w.


    After Kyson’s birthday party, Marina had done her research. She learned that Carrie had wed her way up from humble beginnings, attended the top university in Orkset, and forged her ce as both a celebrated screenwriter and a talented actress. Now, she even had the Morrison family’s backing.


    Most importantly, as an extreme beauty enthusiast, Marina found it impossible to dislike Carrie any longer once she realized Carrie wasn’t her rival in love.


    How could she dislike a woman who carried herself with such grace, even after forgiving Marina’s earlier attempts to undermine her? The thought made Marina bite her lip. If their roles had been reversed, she doubted she’d have been so magnanimous.


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