Chapter 142

"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