<strong>Chapter 695:</strong>


    Struggling with the fit, Aliza realized the designer’s warning had been urate. She had sucked in her breath to zip it up, but the zipper refused to budge. Frustrated, she stormed out. “Was this dress designed to mock people? Who could possibly fit into these ridiculous proportions?”


    “Haha!” Marina burst intoughter.


    The memory of Aliza manipting her previously only fueled her current sense of satisfaction.


    Attracted by theughter, Aliza approached. She initially missed seeing Marina, instead spotting Carrie blocking her view.


    From a distance, Aliza called out, “Carrie, what gives you the right tough? Just because you belong to the Morrison family? Remember, your grandma has passed, and you’re nothing but a distant cousin they’ve ignored for years. Even rich families have their ck sheep. What are you now? Merely a woman who’s been through a divorce.”


    Carrie coldly lifted her eyes. “True, I’m hardly special. Yet, my cousin, who adores me, dismisses youpletely. The man I don’t desire is the one you long for but can’t have, and now you’re resorting to these underhanded tricks just to try and push me away.”


    Inside, the men cast looks at Kristopher, some sympathetic, others taunting. Kristopher’s expression was stormy, his silence heavy. He seemed poised to speak but ultimately held his tongue.


    Carrie had named no one specifically. By speaking now, Kristopher would only implicate himself.


    Marina emerged from behind Carrie, cing her hands on her hips and facing Aliza squarely. “Aliza, you wouldn’t dare cross the Morrison family, so you target the Webster family? Not even your parents can disrespect me without consequence.”


    Aliza’s arrogant demeanor crumbled, reced by an expression of injury. “Marina, how can you use me of such things? I admit my oversight in handling the resources, but my intentions were for your benefit. And besides…”


    She paused, casting a significant look at Carrie. “She’s only a distant cousin, devoid of any real family ties after decades of silence. Observe how she’s treated by the Morrison brothers. Is this how rtives behave?”


    The sound of a p echoed sharply.


    Carrie’s hand pped sharply against Aliza’s cheek before she couldplete her usation.


    With cold detachment, Carrie warned, “Speak with disrespect again, and it will be more than a p.”


    Dumbfounded, Aliza reached out to retaliate. “How dare you p me for speaking the truth?”


    Her strike was abruptly halted by a firm grasp on her wrist.


    Kristopher intervened, ring at Carrie while saying to Aliza, “Carrie remains a member of the Norris family, regardless of your feelings. You have no right to hit her.”


    Carrie’s response was cold. “Mr. Norris, please, our paths diverged long ago. I no longer belong with the Norris family.”


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