My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 784:

But Kristopher? He was unbothered. His icy gaze met Reece’s head-on, utterly unfazed.

The tension was cut when Torrie Herrera stepped forward, her pace unhurried, her expression composed.

“Reece, we’re here to celebrate Ms. Campbell’s return to the Morrison family.”

With a practiced smile, she presented an elegantly wrapped gift box.

Reece didn’t move to accept it. Unfazed, Torrie lifted the lid herself. Inside sat an exquisite solid gold music box—a miniature grand piano, its craftsmanship impeccable.noveldrama

Every curve and detail radiated opulence.

The gold alone weighed nearly a pound, but its true worth lay in the exclusivity of the piece.

The moment the onlookers laid eyes on it, hushed murmurs spread through the room.

They recognized it instantly. A rare collector’s item—not available for purchase. A true treasure. Its estimated value? At least three million.

Torrie’s voice carried through the stunned silence.

“I heard that Ms. Campbell has joined the Music Association. Since she is a descendant of Josh and now has the personal guidance of Kendall, I’m sure she will lead the Morrison family to even greater heights.”

On the surface, it sounded like praise. But the underlying meaning was an undeniable pressure. Carrie had every possible advantage. She was a Morrison by blood. She had the best mentor. She had the name, the heritage, the resources. If she failed—if she didn’t rise to greatness—the blame would fall solely on her. A cleverly veiled challenge.

The crowd watched closely, anticipating Carrie’s reaction, waiting for a flicker of discomfort or hesitation. But before the moment could stretch too long, the attention subtly shifted. Back to Aliza and Kristopher.

A whisper rippled through the room.

“I wonder what Aliza brought?”

The question wasn’t asked out of genuine curiosity. It was bait—a quiet challenge meant to highlight her inferiority.

Under normal circumstances, Aliza would have been forced to endure humiliation in silence. But today? Today was different. Kristopher was beside her. And his presence alone was enough to restore the dignity she had once lost.

The corners of Aliza’s lips curled upward, a slow, deliberate smirk. Without hesitation, she reached into her designer handbag and retrieved a small box. She opened it.

Inside lay an exquisite piano pendant—a piece so breathtaking that even the wealthiest among them felt their breath catch.

The keys of the piano were inlaid with blue and pink diamonds, flawlessly cut, representing the black and white keys of a grand piano.

This wasn’t just luxury jewelry. It had once belonged to the Janfort royal family—an irreplaceable heirloom that had been auctioned off and later acquired by a mysterious tycoon for tens of millions.

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