Chapter 689



Calvin meant every word. As far as he was concerned, Kallie and Sophie were the most important people in his life. He had no memory of his father’s face.

Sophie had always said their dad was a good guy, and that everything had gone wrong because he’d disappeared.

Great dad, why would he make their mom so unhappy? He hated seeing his mom and Sophie upset. Sophie tried to comfort Kallie.

Seeing her kids trying so hard to make her feel better, Kallie couldn’t just wallow in sadness in front of them. She pulled herself together, changed the subject, and tried to lighten the mood. A bunch of other kids showed up to play with Sophie and Calvin. Sophie and Calvin were at that age where all they wanted to do was run around and play, so Kallie reminded them to be careful and let them go.

But as soon as the kids ran off, someone came looking for Kallie. “Well, if it isn’t Miss Nixon. Long time no see. Don’t you have something you want to say to me?” Kallie looked up and saw Cara standing there.

Cara had a smug look on her face, arms crossed, with a smirk playing on her lips.

Kallie bit back her anger, stood up, and held out her hand. “Miss Morgan, it’s been a while,” she said.

They shook hands, just to be polite.

Mⱺɍɇ Ʉρȡąţɇş ĩŋ ɢąłņøνɇłş.çøɱ Kallie tried to make a quick getaway, but Cara held onto her hand, the smirk still on her face.

“Hold your horses, Miss Nixon,” Cara said. “We need to talk.” Kallie’s eyes turned icy. “There’s nothing for us to talk about. I have things to do. Maybe some other time.”

Cara refused to let go, her face twisting into a nasty sneer. “Don’t forget that my brother saved your life. You’d be dead if it wasn’t for him. The Morgan family did you a huge favor, and this is how you repay us?”

Kallie struggled to find words. She was in a tough spot. She owed the Morgan family a favor, and they were clearly about to call it in. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. “Alright,” she said. “What’s this about?”

Cara released Kallie’s hand with a smug smile, then pulled out a handkerchief and meticulously wiped her hand, as if she’d just touched something repulsive.

“Oh, it’s not about what I want,” Cara purred, her voice laced with malice. “It’s about what you’re planning.”

Cara’s voice grew louder, her tone turning accusatory. “Did you know Jake and I would be here? Did you come here specifically to throw yourself at my husband, your ex-lover, Jake?”

The commotion drew the attention of nearby guests. It was clear that Cara was deliberately causing trouble. After all, it was the Morgan family who had come uninvited, and no one expected Cara to appear with Jake.

Kallie’s recent rise to success had made her a target for envy. Some people in the crowd were secretly hoping for her downfall. The onlookers watched with a mix of amusement and judgment, their eyes filled with scorn, pity, and mockery.

Kallie felt their stares like daggers piercing her heart. But she kept her cool. “Have you had a bit too much champagne? I had no idea you’d be here.”

Cara brushed her words aside. “Well, you know now,” she sneered. “Any decent person would leave to avoid any misunderstanding. Why are you still here? Hoping to bump into Jake?”

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