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Camille had been inseparable from Albin lately. Since Camille had access to Lise’s social media through Albin’s
phone, he might see Carrie’s messages through Camille's phone too. And Albin, fiercely loyal to Kristopher,
would undoubtedly side with him.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated, an incoming call from Daxton lighting up the screen. Memories flashed through
her mind: their brief encounters—outside the hospital, his timely rescue from the yacht mishap, and his visit to
her mother’s grave. Their infrequent interactions had nonetheless forged a bond of trust that Carrie deeply
valued.
She answered the call. Daxton’s calm voice greeted her. “I've heard through the grapevine about your upcoming
wedding.” Daxton hadn't been informed about the event. Given the strained ties between the Norris and Garcia
families, Carrie hadn't felt it appropriate to invite him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Daxton,” she said, faltering as she searched for the right words.
Daxton’s light laughter cthrough the phone, softening the tension. “Don’t worry about it. | wouldn't attend
anyway—it would just be too awkward.”
Relieved, Carrie let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Daxton’s understanding nature always
made him a comforting presence for her.
“I missed your first wedding,” he continued. “So this time, I've sent a gift to make up for it. It arrived today,
didn’t it?”
Carrie's gaze shifted to the gift bag on her bedside table. She had received it at noon, initially mistaking it for a
wedding accessory because of its separate delivery. The gift bore the hallmark of a renowned diamond brand—
famed for its opulent designs and steep price tags. It was a brand synonymous with elegance and sophistication,
one that never needed advertising. Inside the box lay a necklace. Sapphires in round and teardrop shapes,
arranged from light to dark, cascaded like a waterfall. The design was fluid and refined, culminating in a sapphire
centerpiece as large as a pigeon’s egg.
She remembered seeing this exact necklace in a magazine, its value listed in the millions. When Carrie remained
silent, Daxton asked softly, “Have you opened it, Carrie? I'm sure Kristopher has something even more
spectacular planned for you, so you might not wear this for the wedding. But still, I'd love to see it on you
someday.”
Closing the box, Carrie replied decisively, “Daxton, this is too extravagant. | can’t accept it.”
“You have to,” Daxton replied, his tone gentle yet firm. “The guests at Kristopher’s wedding will undoubtedly
bring extravagant gifts. | need to ensure you don’t appear any less than them.”
His words reinforced the warmth Carrie often felt toward Daxton—Ilike that of a protective older brother.
With a playful lilt, he added, “And think of it this way: when | get married, you'll be expected to give me
something even more lavish in return.”
The teasing remark left Carrie no room to decline further.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarrie spoke with conviction. “Daxton, when it’s your turn to get married, rest assured, I'll return the favor with
something equally grand. You won't be embarrassed.”
“Understood,” he replied softly, though his usual smile had faded.
The warmth of their conversation made Carrie feel as if she were talking to family. Encouraged by this, she said,
“Daxton, may | ask for your help with something?”
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