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“Just visiting a friend nearby.” Daxton noticed her attire. “You shouldn't drive in those heels. Where are you
headed? Letdrive you.”
Carrie began to decline, saying, “There's no need, I'll just have—"
Before she could finish, a servant said, “Mrs. Norris, Mrs. Melany Norris has bought sseasonal fruits for you,
and | need to run to the Norris Mansion to collect them.”
“Is that so?” Carrie acknowledged with a nod.
Turning back to Daxton, she saw his reassuring smile.
He said, “Can you accept my offer this time?”
Letting go of the door, Carrie stepped forward. “Sure, let's go.”
Daxton moved aside, saying, “My car is parked outside.” Carrie, eager to engage, stepped beside him. “We've
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgot a class reunion today.”
Turning to face her, Daxton replied, “Is it your class reunion? | might recognize a few faces there.” He had once
been deeply involved in student government and various clubs at college, well-acquainted with many who would
be her classmates.
Shaking her head, Carrie smiled. “Actually, it’s from high school. | doubt you've met them.”
Upon reaching the curbside, Daxton fetched his keys and approached a red Ferrari, saying grandly, “Hop in,
princess.”
The sight of the flashy sports car briefly stunned Carrie, yet she regained her composure and slid into the
vehicle, saying, “This isn’t the type of car | pictured you choosing.”
“This isn’t mine; it’s a loaner from hwhile mine's getting fixed,” Daxton explained as he shut the door,
adding softly, “That purple really looks good on you.” His comment echoed her own thoughts, reminding her of
past conversations.
It seemed Daxton always had a knack for reading her mind, knowing her sentiments without needing words.
Such a connection suggested a deep, unspoken understanding between them.
Caught in the moment, Carrie felt an unusual shyness. She averted her gaze, forced a smile, and murmured,
“Oh? Thanks.”
Daxton was just getting comfortable in the driver's seat, one leg still outside. Turning to her with a sincere tone,
he said, “Carrie, remember, you're not related to the Norris family by blood. And remember, we knew each other
long before you met Kristopher. There's no need for you to adhere to their family rules with me. So, let's keep
things informal.”
Daxton’s gaze bore into Carrie with an intensity that made her uncomfortable, as if silently accusing her of some
emotional transgression.
Her heart fluttered unexpectedly.
Throughout the years, she had harbored a deep admiration for Daxton—a platonic connection that transcended
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtypical boundaries of friendship. To Carrie, their relationship was like a delicate thread connecting two kindred
spirits, existing beyond the constraints of constant interaction. He felt like a fragment of her soul, scattered
across the vast universe.
This sensation wasn’t unique to people; sometimes she experienced similar inexplicable connections with a
drifting cloud or a mesmerizing painting.
Though she struggled with emotional nuances and typically remained slow to recognize romantic undertones,
something about Daxton’s current behavior seemed peculiar.
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