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My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 761
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Chapter 761:

Now, decades later, standing before his old friend's descendant, Kendall felt an overwhelming surge of emotions

he couldn't quite put into words.

His hand slipped, and the bottle of water tumbled to the floor. Rising to his feet, he instinctively reached for

Carrie.

But as his hand hovered near hers, a sudden hesitation stopped him. Realizing she was a woman, he awkwardly

pulled back, rubbing his hands together in discomfort.

He stood there, hands rubbing together, unsure of how to proceed. After what felt like an eternity, he finally

managed to ask,

“Is... Is your grandfather well?”

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Carrie's expression softened, her eyes clouding over slightly.

“My grandfather passed away a long tago.”

“What about your grandmother?” Kendall asked, a sense of dread creeping into him.

Carrie's gaze lowered.

“She passed away recently too.”

Kendall let out a heavy sigh, taking a staggered step back, struggling to process the news.

Quickly, Carrie moved forward, steadying his arm, and Arion, noticing, stepped in to support the other side.

Together, they guided Kendall back to the sofa, helping him sit down.

Once seated, Kendall's voice thick with emotion, he said,

“I never imagined that our last goodbye would be the final one.”

Pausing for a moment, he added, almost to himself but directed at Carrie,

“Your grandparents are together again now, in a better place. Perhaps they've found the peace that eluded them

here.”

After a brief pause, Kendall seemed to reconcile with the loss of his old friend. As if a thought had struck him, he

suddenly turned his gaze toward Carrie.

“You play the piano, right? Your grandfather's final piece...” Kendall started, his voice filled with urgency, but he

stopped himself, worried he might get a disappointing response.

Carrie nodded and replied,

“I can play my grandfather's final piece. But | wasn’t directly taught by him. | grew up listening to my

grandmother hum the melody, and from there, | practiced and learned it, using her tune as my guide.”

The other two mentors exchanged looks, their expressions shifting as their surprise gave way to intrigue.

They turned their full attention to Carrie, their eyes now brimming with eager anticipation.

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“You can actually play Mr. Morrison's final piece?”

“There's a piano here. Could you play it for us now?”

“Of course,” Carrie said with a nod.

Arion quickly dashed to the piano, lifting the lid and revealing the gleaming keyboard beneath.

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