"Miss Lacey, it's me, Jackson," came a voice from outside."What is it?" Renee asked, suppressing her pain."Mr. Grey wants you to come over."Come over? For what? To see the aftermath of his wild night with Annie?Renee felt a surge of anger and blurted out, "I'm already resting. Tell Uncle Carl that instead of finding time for me, he should take care of himself. Maybe he should take some health supplements in the future."With that, she lay back down on the bed.Outside, Jackson was left confused by the rejection. He could only turn and head back to the study Ms. Johnson had temporarily arranged for Carl."Mr. Grey, Miss Lacey says she's sleeping.""You believe her nonsense?"Carl sat in a wooden armchair by the window, legs crossed, one hand supporting his chin, the other flipping through a contract."Well... she might really be tired. But she still seems concerned about you, Mr. Grey," Jackson said."Oh?" This was surprising. She cared about him? The only man she cared a
"Waaah... I'm so scared. I'm terrified of the dark. I can't see... Ah!"It sounded like Wendy had tripped, her footsteps clearly becoming unsteady.From the sounds, Renee could tell Wendy was stumbling in her direction.And right in front of her was Carl.Wendy really knew how to take advantage of a situation.There was a sound of bodies colliding. Wendy had succeeded in her plan.Renee was about to smirk when suddenly a dark figure blocked her path.She froze, unable to react as a familiar presence pressed against her.Caught off guard, Renee found herself being kissed, forgetting even to escape.The man's scent was like cold winter air in sunlight, carrying a biting warmth after mild sunshine.His kiss wasn't forceful; it was far gentler than his previous domineering ones. It felt more like he was trying to silence her, his breathing uneven yet restrained.Renee was brought back to reality by the groans of those who had fallen to the floor.Then, from the other end of the
"Come here," Carl said.Renee hesitated, unsure of his intentions. But with no way out, she approached him.As soon as she sat down, he took her injured hand, pulled out a burn ointment from his pocket, and applied it to her wound.Renee was surprised—how did he know? The cool sensation soon replaced her confusion, making her body instinctively relax.Combined with the scent of the candles, the world seemed to come into clearer focus.Carl kept his head down, his expression hidden as he spoke softly, "How did you know about Ms. Johnson's past? That news from ten years ago—after the accident, she had all reports withdrawn."Renee tensed up again at his words, her fingers curling involuntarily.She looked at Carl, feeling a bitter amusement. She had him to thank for this knowledge, in a way. In her past life, she had overheard fragments of information outside his study door. Though unclear, it wasn't difficult to piece together with some research.But she certainly couldn't tell
Take the initiative.Renee's mind was in turmoil, but her body instinctively stiffened. She lifted her gaze and locked eyes with him. In the dim light, his eyes felt like a bottomless abyss.Carl, propping his chin in his hand, watched her with faint amusement, a barely-there smile tugging at his lips. The sight reminded Renee of painful memories, causing her to turn away in humiliation.Biting down hard on her lower lip, the taste of blood filled her mouth, but it wasn’t enough to quell the burning torment inside. Desperate for control, she bit even harder.Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her jaw as her lips parted, blood trickling down the corner of her mouth.Carl’s eyes narrowed, a flash of anger darkening his gaze.He was angry.“You hate this so much? Then why did you mess with me in the first place?”Renee remained silent, refusing to meet his gaze.Abruptly, the grip on her chin tightened.She winced in pain and lifted her eyes to meet his. Her lashes were damp wi
Almost the moment she got out of bed, the door was pushed open.A crowd of people rushed in.Besides Annie and Wendy, there was Lucy, the butler, and even a few men among the group.Annie was at the forefront, her eyes scanning every inch of the room.Renee looked at the butler with displeasure. "What are you doing? Is this how your estate treats guests? What if I hadn't been dressed?"The butler hesitated, instinctively glancing at Annie. She was Carl's fiancée; he didn't dare offend her when she insisted on opening the door.The butler's eyes shifted, deflecting responsibility. "Miss Lacey, I sincerely apologize. Miss Simmons said you weren't responding to her. She was worried something had happened to you, so she asked me to open the door."Renee glanced at the time. "It's just past seven. What else would I be doing besides sleeping if I didn't respond? Even if you were worried, couldn't you have called?"Annie withdrew her searching gaze and said through gritted teeth, "Ren
As she mentioned searching the rooms, Ms. Johnson deliberately looked at Annie."Miss Simmons, you don't have any objections, do you?"Hearing this, Annie's expression flickered with unease."Ms. Johnson, since the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I think we should let it go. Otherwise, we'd be wasting your and Carl's time."Ms. Johnson chuckled behind her hand. "Miss Simmons is so considerate. How could this be a waste of time? What are you all standing around for? Go search Miss Simmons's room.""Yes, ma'am."As the butler was about to leave with his staff, Annie quickly stepped in front of them, blocking their way."Ms. Johnson, it's Carl's and my bedroom. Isn't this inappropriate?" she reminded."Miss Simmons, now you're applying double standards. Miss Lacey, a single woman, was sleeping when you barged in with all these men, and she didn't say a word. What are you afraid of? You're not hiding something, are you?" Ms. Johnson insinuated."No! No!"Annie shook her hea
Annie tried to salvage her embarrassment, whispering emphatically, "Mr. Grey and I were so in sync last night. He took me before we even got to the bed. The sounds on the phone were just for fun. Someone like you, who needs to drug men to get them into bed, wouldn't understand."Renee scoffed, "Then you should give him some performance-boosting supplements when you have the chance.""You..."Renee couldn't be bothered with her anymore and shook off Annie's hand to enter her room.Annie's plan had backfired spectacularly. She had tried to catch someone in the act but ended up exposing herself instead.However, Renee wondered how Ms. Johnson knew about the content on Annie's phone....In the corridor.Ms. Johnson walked gracefully, a smile playing on her lips. "Mr. Grey, were you satisfied with my performance just now? Aren't you angry that I embarrassed your fiancée like that?"Yesterday, after finishing her phone call, she had wanted to discuss some contract details with Carl
Michael called for the butler to clean up the trash bin."Throw this garbage far away. It's affecting my mood.""Yes, sir."In front of Carl, the butler tore up the papers, crumpled them into balls, and stuffed them into a black garbage bag before leaving the study.Michael blew on his tea and advised sternly, "This collaboration is crucial. Don't let anything go wrong. Annie is your fiancée, and her image reflects on you. Don't give others any ammunition against you.""Understood. I'll take my leave now," Carl said, standing up to leave....In the courtyard, Renee had slept all afternoon after returning home. After dinner in the evening, she started working on her design draft.Just then, Susanne entered with a fruit platter.She held up a fruit fork to Renee's lips, showing off the large ruby ring on her finger.Renee took a bite of the fruit. "Did Uncle give you this?"Susanne covered her mouth, boasting proudly, "The Simmons family sent it as an apology. Yvette bought i