<strong>Chapter 780:</strong>


    Seeing Kristopher’s vigorous appearance now, Albin dismissed his earlier concerns.


    Kristopher acknowledged the inquiry with practiced casualness.


    “It was just a mild concussion.”


    While Camille paid little attention to Kristopher himself, her gaze fixed on Aliza standing beside him. Her features contorted with disapproval as she burst out,


    “What are you doing with this woman?”


    Kristopher’s expression hardened instantly. Ignoring Camille, he addressed Albin with cial precision.


    “Kindly remind her to mind her manners. If she disrespects my fiancée again, our years of brotherhood won’t spare her from my displeasure.”


    “Fiancée?!” The word exploded from Camille’s lips, heedless of Kristopher’s warning.


    Even Albin stood frozen in shock before stammering,


    “Kris… Kristopher, what fiancée? What happened?”


    He caught himself, swallowing the rest of his questions about the timing, so soon after Kristopher’s divorce.


    Kristopher’s cold gaze swept over Albin.


    “Since when do I owe you exnations about my marriage?”


    Albin forced an awkwardugh, scratching his head.


    “Of course not.


    That’s entirely your business.”


    As Camille moved to protest further, Albin pulled her back, whispering urgently,


    “They’re divorced. Kristopher’s free to be with whoever he chooses. Even Carrie has no right to object.”


    “You men are all alike.” Camille yanked her arm free, shooting Albin a withering re before storming inside.


    Though she recognized the logic in Albin’s words, an inexplicable fury burned within her.


    The scenario seemed unconscionable—Kristopher acquiring a new fiancée while Carrie had barely begun processing their divorce. It felt calcted, seamless.


    Yet Camille knew such usations would seem unreasonable to outsiders, leaving her to direct her frustration at Albin.


    Inside the venue, Camille scanned the crowd but found no sign of Carrie. However, conversations about her friend filled the air.


    The Morrison family’s formal acknowledgment of familial ties had drawn every notable figure in Isonridge.


    Most attendees had never met Carrie, leading to rampant spection.


    “I heard Mr. Josh Morrison lived anonymously in a small town for love. How remarkable that after all these years, his descendants have been found. And now she studies under Kendall. Perhaps the Morrison family—”


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