Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 325 Epilogue: Kayla and Calvin XIV

Brenda had thought Damien was finally catching on, but his next words hit her like a cold splash of water. “Kayla

picked it out at her shop. Said it'd suit you. Seems she was right-you like it, don’t you?”

Brenda's face darkened, her mood souring in an instant. “You paid for it?”

Damien shot her a scowl. “What, you think I'd mooch off my own niece?”

Kayla had no clue that this one dress had upset Brenda so much that she stayed holed up in her room, too

furious to cdownstairs for a whole week.

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The boutique had hit its stride. For two months straight, customers kept coming, and sof the wealthier ones

even spread the word, bringing in new faces.

It wasn’t a goldmine, but Kayla was over the moon. Truth be told, she was pulling in more cash than she ever

had as an

actress.

One day, she gathered her family. “Mom, Dad, Mark,” she said, eyes sparkling with excitement, “I'm thinking of

taking a trip. Probably gone for about two weeks.”

No one batted an eye.

Mark leaned in, curious. “Where are you headed? Wantto tag along?”

Kayla laughed, waving him off, “No way, Mark. I'm not a kid anymore. | don’t need a babysitter for everything.”

But to them, Kayla would always be their little girl, no matter how grown she was.

“I'm going to the Rockies this time,” she added with a grin. “Not too far. I'll snap sawessnowy

mountain pics and toss them in our group chat.”

Mark, always the protective brother, mulled her words over a bit longer than their parents did.

“Kayla,” he said, squinting at her, “you're not going on this trip with Calvin, are you?”

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Kayla

Kayla had bought a full set of ski gear.

This trip was hers alone-no one else invited.

As she drove toward the snow-dusted mountains, the rolling hills and layered peaks stretched out before her.

Her heart swelled with a wild, carefree joy she couldn't quite put into words.

Meanwhile, poor Calvin was back in town, wracking his brain for ways to steal a few more moments with her.

When he swung by Kayla’s shop, her business partner Amy gave him a sympathetic look. “Sorry, Calvin. Kayla’s

taken a two-week leave.”

“Your chess gwas garbage today!” John grumbled, clearly annoyed.

He shot a glance at the board, shaking his head. “That move was straight-up awful. A kid just learning would've

played better.”

Calvin managed a weak smile, his heart clearly not in the game.

He hadn't been able to track down where Kayla had gone-only that she was off on strip.

Since she was driving herself, there were no flight records to

trace, leaving him completely stumped.

His gaze darkened as he looked at John across from him. He pressed his lips together before speaking, “Sir Lewis,

any chance you know how long Kayla’s planning to be gone?”

John’s eyebrows flicked up, his sharp gaze locking onto Calvin. A knowing grin tugged at his mouth as he pieced

it together.

He realized Calvin's recent distraction, his scattered focus, was all because of Kayla.

John’s mood lifted in an instant.

“You're dying to know where Kayla’s off to, aren't you?”

Calvin practically leaped to pour him a fresh cup of coffee. “Yes! Please!”

John blew on the steaming mug, taking his sweet tbefore responding.

Calvin's nerves were fraying. “Con, Sir Lewis, just tell me. Aren't you worried about her out there all alone,

so far from home?

“If I go with her, she’ll have someone to watch her back, right? Two's better than one.”

John squinted at him, a wry smile creeping across his face. “You with her? That'd makemore nervous.

“But I've been keeping an eye on you, and you're... decent enough. Just don’t you dare let slip that | told you

anything.”

Calvin nodded like his life depended on it. “Not a word. | swear. If she asks, I'll say it was pure luck. I'd rather die

than sell you out!”

Satisfied, John leaned back and said, almost casually, “The Rockies.”

Calvin was already on his phone, arranging a car and contacts.

“Sir Lewis, I've got to run-something cup.”

John watched his frantic retreat, chuckling to himself and shaking his head.

Calvin was way too hasty.

He'd miss having a chess partner for a while. He should've made Calvin play another round.

It wasn’t that John had been swayed by Calvin, but he had done a thorough investigation of him.

Calvin was an only child, a top-tier university grad, and the

heir to his family’s legacy.

The fact that he'd spent six months

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As for the rumored arranged marriage, John had dug up everything.

The supposed bride had never even

met him. Just as Tapped it

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smokescreen to placate his family.

But Calvin and Kayla? Their names were splashed across the tabloids.

There was even paparazzi footage of him apologizing to her at a hotel.

John figured Calvin wasn’t a bad option, all things considered. But ultimately, it was Kayla’s call.

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No arranged marriages, no pressure.

ff'she couldn't find someone on her own, the family could

nudge a few introductions her way, but that was it.

The hardest years of Kayla’s life had been her stint as an

actress.

John’s only wish was for her to live a long, happy life, free from

worry.

In his lifetime, keeping an eye on whoever might becher future husband was part of his plan.

Calvin, by sstroke of luck, had stumbled into a decent score in John’s book without even knowing it.

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Kayla drove along, pulling over in safe spots whenever she cacross breathtaking views to snap a few

photos.

She watched the sunrise alone, and later, the sunset too.

She chatted easily with fellow travelers, even joining a small caravan of other people on road trips.