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My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 736
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Chapter 736

Chapter 736:

“Don’t talk nonsense, Dariel. Carrie is my cousin. Don’t even think about messing with her.”

Dariel raised an eyebrow in surprise. He quickly pieced it together. Dariel had been abroad during Kyson’s grand

birthday banquet and hadn't attended, but he'd heard about it. Josh Morrison's granddaughter had returned to

the family and was now being treated like the Morrison family’s crown jewel.

At the time, Dariel hadn't paid much attention. After all, a girl raised in a small town, no matter her background,

would likely be unimpressive in his eyes. But seeing her now, Dariel realized he'd been gravely mistaken.

As if struck by a sudden memory, Dariel slapped his thigh with exaggerated enthusiasm.

“Wait a second—isn’t your cousin the actress Carrie? The one who went viral a while back?”

His grin widened mischievously, flashing a perfect set of white teeth. He leaned casually on the railing, his white

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Balenciaga T-shirt and jeans giving him a relaxed, confident air.

The diamond stud in his right ear caught the sunlight, refracting light like a playful glint in his eye.

Arion puffed up with pride.

“That's my cousin! But she’s not just an actress. She's also a renowned screenwriter. Ever heard of Katrina?

That's Carrie's pseudonym!”

Carrie felt her cheeks warm at her cousin’s boasting. She lowered her gaze, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

“Hello, Mr. Alvarez.”

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Before Dariel could respond, Torrie...

removed her sunglasses, revealing her sharp, alluring eyes. She smiled faintly and extended a hand toward

Carrie.

“Carrie, it’s nice to meet you. I'm Torrie Herrera.” Without the sunglasses, Torrie looked less like Aliza. Her

striking eyes and defined features seemed to command attention without trying, exuding a bold and mysterious

allure.

Carrie found herself reevaluating Marina's earlier comments about Torrie’s bad reputation.

Torrie’s appearance was the kind that could easily leave a strong first impression—sometimes too strong. It

wasn't hard to imagine how someone with Marina's innocent personality might misunderstand or judge her.

As for Carrie herself, she liked Torrie’s looks. Still, Carrie couldn't help but feel cautious. Her interactions with

Aliza had left her distrustful of the Herrera family. And while Torrie’s presence didn’t immediately seem

antagonistic, Carrie wasn’t the type to make new friends easily.

Maintaining a polite but distant demeanor, Carrie nodded.

“Hello, Miss Herrera.”

Dariel, ever the opportunist, chimed in with his signature charm.

“Carrie, you don’t seem like the racing type. Wantto teach you a thing or two?”

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Carrie didn’t give a second thought as she replied, “I'm not interested in racing.”

Dariel blinked, clearly taken aback by the blunt rejection, but Torrie chuckled softly, her voice smooth and

amused.

“Stop trying so hard, Dariel,” she teased.

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