Novel1Chapter 469:
Shawn had always seemed larger than life, the embodiment of power and control. It was inconceivable that he
would stoop to having such a foolish woman as his mistress.
Determined to stop her runaway imagination, she asked directly, “Since when did the Norris family have
someone like that?”
Ailyn, catching the flicker of curiosity in Carrie's tone, straightened with triumph. For once, it seemed, Carrie's
interest had shifted to her husband. Ailyn allowed herself a smug pause before revealing, “He's Kristopher’s
uncle—Cory.”
Ailyn smirked. Even Carrie, who was typically detached, seemed to feel drawn into the web of gossip. After all,
power like that cast an irresistible shadow. This was all due to her man reaching the pinnacle of Orkset.
Carrie was struck dumb.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then, having heard, Camille strolled into the shop. “What? Ailyn, why on earth would you settle for an old
man?” Camille planted herself squarely in front of Carrie, her expression dripping with disdain as she appraised
Ailyn.
Ailyn, momentarily startled, quickly recovered. She placed a hand theatrically on her chest as if to steady her
nerves.
Ailyn said, “Camille! You've gotten so bold—what happened to the quiet girl from school? You nearly scared me
to death! And old man? Please! Cory is mature, not old.”
“Don’t tellyou'd still go for those aimless boys from college. I've grown out of high school crushes and
fleeting flings, thank you very much.”
Carrie’s thoughts drifted to the whispered rumors about Cory’s wandering eye, orchestrated marriage, and
supposed indiscretions. She never imagined one of her former classmates would be tangled in such .
She sized up Ailyn. Despite the designer labels that screamed luxury, there was no denying her looks were
unremarkable.
After a pause, Ailyn countered, “Camille, letask you—are you married yet?”
Camille pulled out a chair beside Carrie and dropped into it. “Why so nosy? That's hardly your concern.”
Taking her cue, Carrie cast a sidelong glance at Ailyn and added coolly, “If | recall, Cory already has a wife. And
last | checked, she’s not you.”
Camille chuckled. “Maybe you're just bitter because you can’t find anyone to marry you.”
Ailyn’s expression changed. “What do you two know? Cory and his wife? That's not a marriage—it’s a business
deal. She's just another spoiled woman born into wealth.” Pausing for effect, Ailyn continued, “Speaking of
wealth, Camille, your family’s pretty well-off too, aren't they? Better hope your future husband doesn’t end up
like Cory—disinterested and disloyal. Or maybe you should aim for someone like Carrie’s husband. At least an
ordinary employee is easy to keep in line.”
“Ordinary?” Camille turned sharply to Carrie, surprised.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarrie barely heard her. Kristopher’s stern, unyielding face flickered in her mind. She stifled a laugh, wondering
how he’d react to being described as “easy to keep in line.”
Ailyn reached for her coffee but withdrew her hand when she noticed it had gone cold. With a tic sigh, she
stood up, her tone turning dismissive. “I'm done with this conversation.”
After all, both our lives and our opinions have changed since we graduated. Anyway, there's a class reunion
coming up, and you're both invited. Will you be there?”
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