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Ignoring Kristopher entirely, she returned to her bedroom, gathered her laptop and iPad, and headed for her
study. Her actions were deliberate, every movement calculated to reinforce her disregard for him.
Kristopher remained standing in the hallway, a faint, bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He turned
off his phone screen and slipped it into his pocket.
The maid hesitated, watching the tense scene unfold. Cautiously, she asked, “Mr. Norris, what would you like for
lunch?” Assuming he would leave to see Lise after the cold exchange, she was surprised when he replied evenly,
“Make a plate of ravioli foras well and bring it to my study.”
Carrie, who was still within earshot, showed no reaction. Instead, she slammed the door to her study shut with a
loud bang, the sound reverberating down the hall.
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Locked in her study for most of the afternoon, Carrie only emerged briefly to use the restroom. As the sun set,
Oliver arrived at Bayview Villa to seek advice from Kristopher on an upcoming dinner event.
Just as Carrie left the study, Kristopher bypassed Oliver and addressed her directly. “Any preferences for dinner
tonight?” he queried.
Ignoring Kristopher, Carrie instructed the maid, “Please, something simple for dinner, and bring it to the study
when ready.”
Kristopher tried to clear the air as he sensed her withdrawal, saying, “Just so you know, I'm off to a dinner
meeting, and Lise isn’t involved.”
Hastily, Oliver added, “Mrs. Norris, | assure you, | will escort Mr. Norris hdirectly after the meeting. He's not
meeting anyone else.”
With a dismissive glance, Carrie returned to the study, her lack of concern evident. As long as Kristopher wasn’t
seeing Lise, he was free to meet whoever else he wished. Carrie remained unbothered.
Kristopher then instructed Oliver, “I need a suitable suit for tonight.”
Oliver, hoping to involve Carrie, spoke louder, aiming his words toward the study. “Usually, Mrs. Norris selects
your attire. She does have superior taste. Maybe she should—" The study door slammed shut, cutting him off
abruptly.
Kristopher gave him a stern look. “If you can’t manage, I'll find someone who can.”
Determined, Oliver responded, “I'm on it! I'll sort it immediately.” He rushed to fetch a suit from Kristopher’s
wardrobe.
Kristopher’s mood was sour throughout the dinner, where he indiscriminately drank both red and white wine.
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Despite his usual tolerance, by the end of the evening, Kristopher was noticeably drunk, having consumed
several bottles. The dinner, attended by key international business figures, was important, and Oliver stayed
behind to ensure the smooth running of the event. Concerned for Kristopher’s well-being, Oliver made
arrangements with a company driver for a safe ride back to Bayview Villa, assuming the short trip would be
uneventful.
During the drive, the driver caught a glimpse of Kristopher in the rearview mirror and inquired, “Mr. Norris, would
you like to go home?”
Kristopher, barely keeping his eyes open, muttered despondently, “What's the point? No one at hcares.”
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