My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 170:

Melany beamed, basking in the attention. “Of course! Our Carrie is a gem. Kristopher hit the jackpot marrying her.” Not far off, Billie and Kailee stood in a frosty silence, their faces tight with discontent.

Kailee leaned closer to Billie, her voice low and venomous. “Aunt Billie, you’ve run yourself ragged for the family, and Melany hasn’t spared a word of acknowledgment. Meanwhile, Carrie just bats her lashes and gets showered with praise.”

Billie’s lips pressed into a thin line, but she forced a serene expression. “I’m only doing what’s expected. Recognition doesn’t concern me,” she said, though the sharpness in her tone betrayed her.

Kailee’s eyes gleamed with malice. “Still, Auntie, if Carrie keeps stealing the spotlight, people might start treating her as the lady of the house.” She simply couldn’t bear watching Carrie steal the limelight like this.

Billie’s scoff was quiet but scornful. “The lady of the house? That role’s a crown she’ll never wear. Mark my words, her days as Kristopher’s wife are numbered.” Kailee smirked and turned her attention back to Melany, ready to sow further discord.

Meanwhile, Carrie had clasped Melany’s hands warmly, her voice soft but sincere. “Melany, I wish you nothing but joy and good health for years to come.”

Kailee’s sharp gaze zeroed in on Carrie’s hands, conspicuously empty. “Carrie,” she called out, feigning surprise, “don’t tell me you didn’t bring Melany a gift?” The surrounding guests turned, their gazes a mixture of disdain and barely concealed schadenfreude. They were eager—almost hungry—to witness Carrie’s potential embarrassment. After all, someone from such a humble background could hardly understand proper social etiquette, could they?

Oliver quickly stepped forward, a gleaming jewelry box in hand. With a polite smile, he said, “Happy birthday, Mrs. Melany Norris. This is a gift from Mr. Norris.”

He opened the box to reveal an exquisite blue diamond ring, the size of a pigeon’s egg, surrounded by smaller white diamonds. Its design was both opulent and elegant, catching the light in a way that made it look even more striking.

Carrie took the ring and carefully slipped it onto Melany’s finger, her face glowing with a smile as she admired the piece. “It looks stunning on you,” she said warmly.

Immediately, someone in the crowd, clearly familiar with high-end jewelry, piped up, “This is a custom piece commissioned through Bulgari by an anonymous buyer. It was auctioned off not long ago for $26.45 million. I heard it’s 11 carats!”

“Actually, it’s 11.16 carats,” Oliver, ever the professional, politely corrected.noveldrama

The crowd gasped in astonishment. The guests, who hailed from Orkset’s and even Mothor’s most elite families—each with billions in net worth—could not hide their surprise. It was rare for someone to spend such an astronomical sum of liquid cash on a single gift, especially at an event like this.

“The Norris family’s wealth is truly gratifying,” one guest whispered, awed by the display of generosity.

Flattery followed swiftly. “Mr. Norris is such a good grandson!”

“What a grand gesture from Mr. Norris!”

“Mrs. Melany Norris, you’re so fortunate to have such a capable grandson.”

“You live a life of leisure, unlike my husband and I, who are constantly cleaning up after our ungrateful grandson.”

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