At the Grey Mansion,Upon Renee's return, she immediately fell into a deep sleep. Eventually, hunger roused her, and with limited mobility, she called out towards the door."Mom?""Uncle Patrick?"There was no response. Thinking her voice might not have carried, she reached for her phone but noticed a note on the bedside table instead."Mom's out with your uncle for a business dinner. I've left some snacks for you if you get hungry."Opening the tray, she found three small pastries.Susanne seemed to think she had a bird's appetite.Renee finished the pastries in two bites, but her stomach still rumbled.Reluctantly, she picked up the intercom and called the kitchen."Auntie, is there anything else to eat?""The chef's off duty," the maid replied airily, followed by a yawn, hinting at her impending sleep."I see."Hanging up, Renee chided herself for the futile effort.The Grey family's servants never took her seriously. Why would they prepare food for her in the middle of the night?L
As Renee attempted to speak, Carl swiftly covered her mouth, bringing his face close to hers.In the moonlight, his handsome features appeared sharp, and his eyes were captivating and dangerously mesmerizing.Despite Renee's efforts to pry his hand away, he remained unfazed.In response, she glared at him and bit down on his fingers.However, Carl simply furrowed his brow and refused to release her.Just then, footsteps could be heard echoing from the hallway outside."Who's there?""Could it be that thief from the Master Patrick household stealing food? She just called asking for a snack. It's the middle of the night – doesn't she know her place? As if she deserves anything."Stealing?This had always been Renee's position in the Grey household.She wasn't entitled to anything; even taking a morsel was considered theft.As she lowered her gaze, avoiding his eyes, Renee felt utterly humiliated.Suddenly, the approaching staff snapped her back to reality, and she signaled to
As Renee wrestled with conflicting images in her mind, the scent of calming tea wafted under her nose.She looked up to find a steaming cup of herbal tea beside her.After a few seconds of bewilderment, she glanced back at Carl.He held cutlery in one hand, the other tucked into his pocket. His crisp shirt accentuated his broad shoulders and slim waist.He seemed nonchalant, yet exuded an unapproachable aura.This image struggled to align with the one in her memories.Renee silently sipped her tea. Moments later, Carl placed a plate of pasta in front of her."Eat."Renee snapped back to reality, pressing her lips together and shaking her head. "No need, I'm not hungry anymore..."Her stomach betrayed her, growling loudly, causing her cheeks to flush.Carl held the bowl, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Shall I feed you?"Knowing he meant what he said, Renee quickly took the plate.Neither spoke after that.Carl stepped back, leaning against the stove to light a cigarette, wat
"Ms. Lacey, it's bad news. The private room is empty. The waiter said they left over two hours ago.""Who arranged this dinner?" Renee asked urgently."It was... Mrs. Simmons, Ms. Simmons' mother. She said she wanted to introduce a big client and apologize to you.""Apologize to me? Without inviting me? What kind of apology is that?" Renee stood up, ignoring her foot pain. "Go to the manager right now. Tell them to save the security footage. Do you know any other drivers in the Grey household who are on good terms with you?""Yes.""Please ask one of them to drive me there.""No problem, Ms. Lacey."Hanging up, Renee threw on a coat and limped quickly to the mansion's entrance.The driver was already waiting.As soon as she got in, they sped towards the restaurant.Jackson, who was about to leave the Grey estate, saw Renee getting into the car and quickly dialed Carl's number.Carl was changing clothes, his shirt unbuttoned as he answered the phone."What is it?""Ms. Lace
Renee followed the signs to the private rooms, with David by her side, scanning their surroundings. "Ms. Lacey, what if the manager doesn't cooperate?" David asked. Renee halted outside a room, her face hardening with determination."Whether he cooperates or not, I'll make him cooperate today!" she declared. With that, she strode toward the hotel's fire alarm and forcefully pressed it.Instantly, alarms blared throughout the hotel, and everyone rushed toward the exits.Renee and David, however, headed in the opposite direction, searching inward. Even after checking the innermost rooms, they found no trace of Susanne and Patrick, not even a familiar face."Ms. Lacey, we still can't find them," David reported. Renee's palms grew sweaty, her body weakening.Could her rebirth not prevent the accident that had befallen Susanne and Patrick?As panic set in, a waiter burst out from a nearby door.Renee grabbed her, pointing at the door. "What's in there?""It connects to the k
It was Jackson.He lowered his leg and stepped aside.A man in all black approached, seemingly restraining something under the harsh fluorescent light, exuding danger.He glanced at Renee on the ground, then pulled her up.Renee winced in pain; her palms had been scraped raw from the fall.The man's eyes swept over her wounds, his deep voice resonating, "Don't move.""But my mom and Uncle Patrick..."Renee tried to pull away to rescue them from the garbage room.Carl signaled to David and Jackson, who rushed in.He forcefully pulled Renee behind him and said, "How can you save anyone like this? Wait here."Then, turning his signet ring, he approached the manager. His deep eyes gleamed with menace.Seeing who had arrived, the manager didn't dare make a sound despite his pain. "M-Mr. Grey."Carl looked down at the manager's sycophantic behavior and placed his polished Oxford shoe on the manager's twisted ankle."Ah!" The manager couldn't hold back his scream."Lies come wit
On the other end of the line, Annie laughed dismissively."What do I want? No wonder you're clueless. How could a woman from the gutter like your mother raise a decent daughter? She's turned you into nothing but a gold-digging tramp. As the future Mrs. Grey, shouldn't I clean up this mess?""You love taking what isn't yours? Well, I'll make you spit it all back out, just the way you took it!""Feeling bad now? You little witch! You deserve every bit of this!"Annie burst into laughter, as if wishing her words could turn into daggers to cut Renee to pieces.Where was the gentle, elegant image the public knew?Renee lowered her eyes, her voice cold. "After all that, you still haven't said what exactly you want.""It's simple. Give up your spot at Mandy's studio. If you do, I promise I'll treat you well from now on, and... your mother too."Annie's freshly manicured nails tapped against her phone screen, making a clicking sound.Contempt mixed with threat in her voice."Annie, I
Renee turned around, meeting Carl's cold eyes."No calling the police."His voice carried an undeniable authority.Under the harsh fluorescent light, his dark eyes accentuated his dangerously handsome face, piercing and severe.Renee clenched her fists, her shoulders trembling. Her face was pale and ashen as she struggled to ask, "Why? Just because they're from the Simmons family? Do we deserve this?""Why am I always the one sacrificed when something goes wrong?""EVERY SINGLE TIME..."Carl remained silent, his expression unnervingly calm.Renee, however, was like a hysterical madwoman. She lowered her gaze, staring at their shoes.A pair of sneakers and a pair of handcrafted leather oxfords - a stark reminder that they were never meant to intersect.She laughed bitterly at herself, mocking her own futile efforts."Fine. No police. I hope you never regret this decision, Uncle Carl."She snatched back her phone and stormed into the hospital room, slamming the door shut.Ja
Wedding dress?When Renee heard those two words, she couldn’t help but feel the irony.Counting the time Annie had tried on wedding dresses, this was the second time she was involved. And both times, it was for Carl’s fiancee.It was as if these weddings couldn’t happen without her as a witness.She glanced at Ruby, who was smiling radiantly, her joy pure and simple. Unlike Annie, Ruby wasn’t manipulative; her invitation was sincere.It was precisely because of this that Renee felt like the bad guy.She was about to come up with an excuse to refuse when her phone buzzed.A sudden sense of foreboding hit her.Sure enough, it was a message from Susanne.“Mr. Grey has asked me to help prepare for Carl and Miss Sanders’ engagement party.”The weight of it crushed her.Whether Susanne would offend both the Sanders and Grey families—or remain unharmed—all hinged on Renee’s response.Her hands trembled as she typed out a reply:“Got it.”Ruby seemed to notice something was off a
Ruby didn’t notice anything unusual about Renee’s demeanor. She pulled out her phone and said excitedly, “Look, we took so many photos! I’m thinking of using some of them for the engagement party and wedding. Can you help me pick a few?”Renee glanced at Ruby’s phone. The photos of Ruby and Carl, both smiling brightly, felt like tiny stabs.Ruby, a young woman nurtured by love and privilege, carried an effortless elegance. Her joy seemed pure and contagious. Her smile was magnetic, lighting up every photo.Even Carl, standing beside her, looked more at ease than usual. The two of them looked perfect together—every photo captured their harmony.Renee, on the other hand, felt awkward, unsure where to direct her gaze.“They’re all great. You two should decide,” she said with a forced smile, quickly steering the conversation elsewhere. “By the way, why did you come to see me?”Ruby clapped her hands as if just remembering. “Oh, right! I almost forgot, I got so excited. The tie clip y
Hearing her mention fire, Carl froze.His mind drifted to the dreams he’d had countless times—the little girl who hated him, and the ending that always played out the same. In every dream, the girl ran into the flames, holding the hand of a woman whose face was always blurred. The two of them would smile at each other before disappearing into the fire.Taking advantage of his hesitation, Renee broke free from Carl’s grip, putting a few steps of distance between them.Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and desperation. “Uncle Carl, I can’t win against you. I know that. But I’m still a person. Haven’t you and your father humiliated me enough? Do you really need everyone pointing at me, calling me trash, for you to finally be satisfied?”Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked away.Carl reached out, but all he caught was the coat draped over her shoulders.Renee stopped briefly, pulling off the coat without looking back. She continued walking until her figure disappe
Carl didn’t respond to her question. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and led her into the car.Outside the window, the scenery blurred as they drove, snow starting to fall again after some time. When the car finally stopped and the door opened, a fresh layer of snow blanketed the ground.As Renee stepped out, a cashmere coat was draped over her shoulders. The faint scent of Carl surrounded her, pulling her back into reality. She found herself standing in front of a villa.The sprawling garden, now blanketed in white, held a dreamlike beauty, hinting at how enchanting it must look when the flowers were in full bloom. Renee could almost picture it clearly.Because this was the house where she had set herself on fire in her previous life.Eight years of marriage had turned this beautiful home into a gilded cage.Staring at the house, her voice was icy as she asked, “What’s the meaning of this?”Carl’s gaze darkened slightly, his tone calm. “I’ll have someone pick up your belongings f
Joey assumed Renee had forgotten and went to the kitchen to retrieve the item. She placed it in front of her—a sleek yet extravagant men’s watch.Renee recognized it instantly. It was Carl’s watch.She knew because she had a matching women’s version.But she clearly remembered tidying up the kitchen the previous night, and the watch hadn’t been there. Unless… the person who had been with her during her fever was Carl.Levi hadn’t explicitly said the soup was his doing; she had simply assumed.As the dreamlike memories replayed in her mind, Renee’s hand trembled, spilling the ginger tea.Joey quickly grabbed some napkins to clean up. “What’s wrong?”Renee turned to the window, then suddenly grabbed the watch and dashed out.Inside the elevator, she watched the descending numbers, silently counting down. Her hand braced against the wall, her emotions a tangled mess. She had told herself over and over to let go, to stop pursuing this path.But she had to know the truth.She had
Joey pointed to Levi’s suit, drawing Renee’s attention to it. She suddenly realized that Levi’s suit was from the same brand as the one Carl had been wearing when he had brought her home, his face covered. Aside from a few subtle differences, they looked almost identical to the average person. Levi and Carl also had similar builds, which explained why Joey had mistaken him. “Joey, it’s not what you think,” Renee quickly tried to explain. But Joey wasn’t listening. She stood protectively in front of Renee, as though shielding her from making a bad decision. “Renee! You promised me you’d never go back to your ex!” “Ex?” Levi repeated thoughtfully, glancing at Renee with a faint smile tugging at his lips. Renee felt a wave of frustration, like she might faint from embarrassment despite being on the mend. Joey, oblivious, continued in a righteous tone, “Sir, what’s the point of showing up now? When Renee needed someone the most, you ignored her. Being sweet after the f
Warm water slid down Renee’s throat, easing the discomfort. She gradually calmed down as a gentle thumb brushed her lips, as if the person in front of her were handling something precious.He leaned closer, his heated breath falling softly on her face.Instinctively, Renee held her breath. Even though her vision was blurry, she could feel how close he was—so close that the slightest movement would bring their lips together.Just then, the medicine’s effect fully kicked in. Renee’s body went limp, and she collapsed onto the couch.The next moment, a tall figure leaned over, pulling her tightly into his arms. His heartbeat thudded steadily in her ears, a sound that was oddly comforting.In her half-conscious state, she felt a soft touch on her forehead.“Sleep,” a low voice murmured, deep and magnetic, lulling her into the darkness.When Renee opened her eyes again, she saw a white ceiling above her. She reached up to touch her forehead—thankfully, the fever had broken.But her b
“What do you mean by that? I’m not so old that I can’t run this family anymore!” Michael’s voice was sharp, his pride bristling. He hated being reminded of his age—it was his greatest fear.Carl’s tone was flat and unaffected. “Your health should come first.”Michael froze in his seat, his face turning pale with anger. But as a man who had managed the vast Grey family empire for years, he quickly regained his composure.He pulled out two documents and placed them in front of Carl, smoothly shifting the topic. “Here’s the list for the New Year’s gala invitations. Take a look.”Carl opened the list. It was almost identical to previous years—except for one addition: Susanne.“She’s your sister-in-law, after all,” Michael said coldly. “No matter what, she’s still part of the Grey family. Now that Linda is gone, it’s time for her to start contributing.”“Is that so?” Carl’s dark eyes locked onto Michael’s.Michael then gestured to the second document, his gaze sharp and calculating.
Carl sat silently through the night.At dawn, Ruby slowly opened her eyes. Seeing him still by her side, she felt both happy and guilty.Weakly, she said, “Carl, I’m sorry for making you stay with me all night.”Carl snapped out of his thoughts and slowly stood up. “I’ll get the doctor.”As he turned to leave, Ruby grabbed his hand.“Carl, I really like you. Can we be together? Of course, you can say no,” she said softly.Carl lowered his gaze to her, his expression unreadable. He gently pulled his hand away. “Let the doctor check on you first.”Watching him walk away, Ruby bit her pale lips, her eyes welling up.The doctor came to examine her and confirmed that she was out of danger. Soon after, she was transferred to a regular hospital room.Carl helped her lie down and said in a low voice, “Your brother will be here soon.”Ruby immediately grabbed his arm, her tone slightly anxious. “Carl, are you leaving?”“I got a message from home. I need to go back,” Carl replied, his