Yvette's hesitation piqued everyone's curiosity, and all eyes turned to Patrick and Susanne.Susanne's face turned pale, making her lipstick seem unnaturally bright.Patrick gripped her hand, his usually kind face showing discomfort.He wanted to say something, but he had been too drunk yesterday to remember anything. All he knew was what Susanne had told him.Without proof, no one would believe them.At that moment, Renee caught his eye, giving him a subtle signal.Patrick nodded imperceptibly, "It's nothing.""That's good. I'd feel terrible otherwise," Yvette said, patting her chest dramatically.Hearing this, Michael. frowned, "What happened?"Yvette put on a troubled expression. "I heard Patrick had a potential business partner he wanted to impress, so I arranged a dinner for them. Who knew Patrick and Susanne would drink so much? I had to apologetically send the client away.""Then I heard they fell into the dumpster area behind the restaurant. I hear it's full of flies
Renee's stomach churned with nausea, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't vomit.With a fierce glare, she shouted, "How dare you two spout such nonsense! You like leftovers so much? Let me feed you some!"She moved swiftly, grabbing a cup of water meant for soaking dentures and splashed it straight into Yvette's mouth, who screamed in horror.The screams only grew louder.One of the relatives jumped up, stammering, "Hey, hey, don't swallow my dentures!"Renee shot him a sharp look, making him think in fear, "Well, you've already splashed them, so you can't splash me anymore."Michael was stunned by the chaos. After a moment of shock, he shouted angrily, "Renee, stop this right now!"Standing on the dining table, Renee looked down at the old man, her voice trembling with fury as she yelled even louder, "Why do you always scold Uncle Patrick without even asking for an explanation? All these years, you've criticized him in front of everyone, saying he's not good enough! D
Annie clenched her teeth, refusing to speak.The knife blade pressed against Yvette's skin, drawing blood.Yvette screamed, "Annie! Save me! She's gone mad!"Annie bit her lip, crying as she tried to change the subject, "Renee, don't do this. I know the truth is hard to accept, but my mother is innocent."Her face flushed red as she cried dramatically, yet she wouldn't admit her mother's wrongdoing.Her hypocrisy was evident.The guests, who had known Annie for over three years and witnessed her masterful performance, were unsure who to believe.At this moment, Michael spoke up loudly."Renee, have you lost your mind? Let go of Mrs. Simmons. Do you think you can fool everyone with some fake recordings?"These words didn't hurt Renee's heart, but Patrick's.Hearing his father believe others over his own son's suffering turned Patrick's face liver-colored with anger."Dad! This is all true!""Shut up! Have you no shame? Renee, get out of here!" Mr. Grey Sr. ignored Patrick co
Hah, clear their name?"Ms. Simmons, what do you plan to tell the police? That I was provoked into a frenzy and almost killed Mrs. Simmons? Then how was I provoked? And by whom?"Hearing this, everyone cautiously glanced at Michael.Wasn't it Michael who had publicly scolded Patrick and Susanne for the Simmons women's sake, triggering Renee's outburst?Annie froze.She finally realized that Renee had been plotting since that phone call.Her family's submissive behavior earlier was just waiting for Michael to speak up!What was the point of calling the police now?To accuse Michael?"Enough!" Michael commanded sternly. "You two have had too much to drink. Go home and rest after causing such a scene.""Mr. Grey..."Annie looked at the old man in disbelief.Michael summoned the butler and returned the box containing the katana."This doesn't suit me. Take it back. Someone see our guests out."Annie and Yvette were reluctant, still hoping to salvage the situation.Michael's
"I only care about results," Carl's tone was as if he were speaking to an employee. "Do I need to teach you how to handle the aftermath?"Annie's joyful expression had not completely faded, but fear began to rise in her eyes. She nodded mechanically and said, "I... I understand. I will apologize and make amends.""Mm."Carl grunted in response and walked away.Annie's legs buckled, and she started to fall backward, but Yvette caught her."Annie, you cannot falter now. Carl has not called off the engagement. There is still a chance.""He may not have called off. but he is caring less and less about me.""So what? As long as he agrees to marry you, that is enough. Then you can rightfully deal with the women around him. When that time comes, Renee will be finished!"Yvette clutched her bleeding neck, gritting her teeth in anger.Annie snorted coldly and said, "Renee. We will see about that."Just then, a maid passed by and caught them snickering.The two of them could only slin
Renee was startled, her eyes wide with surprise as she looked at Patrick. "Uncle, why did you do that?"Patrick smiled kindly. "Dad has always held grudges against you. If he knew this incident was because of you, he would only be angrier.""Uncle, I'm sorry," Renee said, feeling guilty."It's alright, don't worry about it," Patrick reassured her, patting her head.Susanne beckoned, "Honey, I'm still hungry. Let's go to the kitchen and see if there's anything to eat.""Alright, let's go," Patrick agreed.The couple walked out of the room hand in hand.Feeling a bit stifled, Renee decided to take a walk in the garden.As she strolled through the garden, she spotted a dark figure up ahead.It was Carl.He stood by the pond, smoking, his long fingers elegant in the flickering firelight.Sunlight danced on the water's surface, casting a soft glow on his handsome face.A gentle breeze ruffled his hair, revealing eyes as deep as ink.Renee's hand tightened into a fist, feeling t
As per regulations, family members are not allowed to observe the cremation process.Renee Lacey had paid extra to enter the cremation room, her hand tightly gripping the cold metal frame of the gurney.The air felt scorching, with specks of ash floating in the sunlight.Perhaps they were the remains of previous cremations.Soon, her precious child would become just like those specks.Renee wore a black dress, the smallest size barely concealing her emaciated frame.Her eyes, red and swollen from crying, now held an eerie calmness.She reached out to touch the pale, stiff little hand beneath the white sheet, placing two pink origami stars in Sarah's palm."Sarah, wait for mommy."It was time.The staff member gently pulled Renee away and lifted the sheet, revealing Sarah's face.Eight years old, yet still so small and thin, with visible ribs and a sunken area below them.Staring at her daughter's frail body, Renee's tears welled up once again.She had failed to protect Sar
She was back!She had actually returned!Ignoring the confused glances around her, Renee pinched herself hard.The pain that shot through her body instantly brought tears to her eyes!"Why are you crying? It's as if our Grey family has wronged you!"A stern voice came from the front of the room.Renee snapped back to reality and looked up, meeting the disapproving gaze of Carl's father, Michael Grey.She immediately lowered her head, appearing as humble as ever, but her body trembled with uncontrollable excitement.Scornful whispers filled the air around her."So young, yet so ill-behaved. Bold enough to drug Carl and climb into his bed, causing a scandal throughout the city. Clearly trying to force Carl to take responsibility, but now too scared to admit it. I wonder who raised her.""She's not really one of us. Our Grey family would never raise such a shameless person. They've even found her diary online, full of her crush on Carl. How embarrassing! We paid for her college