It was Carl!His deep voice, wrapped in the coolness of the morning fog, offered her unexpected support.Renee looked up, meeting his intense gaze, momentarily stunned. Wasn't Susanne supposed to be here?Standing barefoot on the cold tiles, she felt a chill jolt her awake."Where's my mom?" she asked."She twisted her back," Carl replied coolly."I can call a cab myself. No need to trouble you, Uncle Carl," Renee said, turning around and hopping on one foot.Behind her, Jackson held up a shoe, pressing a hand to his forehead. "Miss Lacey, your shoe.""Forget it... Whoa!"The morning mist had left a fine layer of moisture on the floor tiles. Renee had only hopped twice before slipping and falling backward.A hand caught her, pulling her back firmly. She crashed into Carl's chest, the impact sending a sharp jolt through her body. His grip on her tightened.He lowered his gaze, his voice hoarse as he leaned in close enough for only her to hear, "Came down without a bra on?"R
Renee's face flushed at the supervisor's comment. She turned, trying to explain. "Ma'am, it's not—"Carl cut her off with a long stride up the stairs, leaving her words trailing behind them.Renee glanced at him suspiciously. For a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of amusement in his eyes, but when she looked closer, they were as cold as ever. It must've been her imagination.Once they reached another flight, Renee began to squirm. "Uncle Carl, put me down. I can walk by myself. I've got shoes now, and I live pretty high up."Carl said nothing, continuing up the stairs.Renee pointed toward the top floor. "I live on the sixth floor. It'll be too much for you.""Third floor."Her eyes widened. "How do you know that?""What do you think?" He paused, his gaze darkening as he looked at her."You've been checking up on me!"Carl narrowed his eyes, exasperated. What exactly was going on in her head?Soon, they reached her dorm room. Reluctantly, Renee unlocked the door and we
Startled by Carl's sudden intensity, Renee's breath quickened as she tried to push him away. But he grabbed her wrist, his fingers brushing over the patch of newly healed skin, a reminder of her recent burn."Is it better now?" His deep voice held a hint of laziness.Renee turned her face away, refusing to speak.Carl reached out and turned her face back toward him, giving her cheek a gentle squeeze. "Are you going to talk properly now?""Uncle Carl, have you forgotten? I'm as stubborn as a mule," she retorted, clearly annoyed.Carl leaned forward, hands resting on the table, suppressing a quiet chuckle. "When I try to speak to you calmly, you don't listen, but you remember everything else I say."His tone was lighter this time, almost playful—a rare occurrence. Renee didn't know how to respond; only moments ago, they were at each other's throats. She lowered her gaze, unwilling to engage further.But Carl wasn't ready to let her off that easily. He leaned in closer, his thumb b
Carl stepped in front of the dorm manager, blocking his approach. "What's going on here?"The manager immediately adopted a submissive posture. "Mr. Grey, it's like this: we're preparing to renovate this building for the incoming freshmen. Renee here is the only one who hasn't moved out yet. Since it's hard for a young woman to handle it on her own, I brought three security guards to help."He was all smiles, but his gaze kept flickering away from Carl's, especially when he mentioned the three guards. His voice wavered, hinting that he was aware of their true identity.But why was he doing this?Just as Renee was about to question who these men really were, Carl interrupted her. "As the second daughter of the Grey family, she doesn't need anyone's help.""What? Second daughter?" The manager's eyes nearly popped out of his head.He glanced nervously at the three guards, who quickly retreated from the room, looking uneasy.Frowning, Renee started to follow them, but Carl grabbed h
As soon as the car reached the apartment building, Carl’s phone rang. Renee glanced over, unsurprised to see Annie’s name on the screen. The dorm manager’s plan with the guards had failed, and now Annie couldn’t sit still. If she wasn’t involved in this mess, no one would believe it.Well, except Carl.When he answered the call, Annie’s tearful voice came through, sounding as if she was facing a monumental crisis. From her seat by the window, Renee couldn’t make out the words, but Annie’s sobbing made her seem terribly wronged.Carl’s tone softened slightly. “I’ll be there soon.”The car had just come to a stop, and Renee, not wanting to listen to any more, quickly opened the door and got out.Carl reached out, grabbing her hand. “I can’t come up. I’ll leave the driver to help you move your things.”“Okay.” Renee shrugged off his hand and left without looking back.Carl watched her retreating figure, his brow furrowing before he signaled the driver and Jackson to start unloading
Renee buried her face in a cushion, trying to calm down. Just then, her phone rang. It was Susanne."How did it go today?" Susanne's voice had a playful tone, as if she knew something."Not great," Renee replied, taking a deep breath."Really? Didn't Carl help you?""Mom, your back pain must have cleared up, huh?" Renee said irritably. "I've told you before, stop trying to push us together. It's never going to happen.""It wasn't me! He said—""Mom, please, don't. There's no point," Renee said firmly.Susanne sighed. "Alright. I just thought maybe you two could actually talk things out."As Renee's mother, Susanne could tell that her daughter was holding a grudge against Carl. But still... this was Carl Grey. Even Susanne, as his sister-in-law, had to be careful around him. How could Renee stand a chance against him?Susanne just didn't want Renee and Carl to become enemies over what had happened that night.Renee understood that her mother meant well, but she didn't want
Yvette, noticing Annie’s expression, quickly picked up the phone from the floor and held it to her ear.“Please, I’m sorry! I’ll never do it again! Miss Simmons, save me!”“If you don’t help me, I’ll haunt you even after I’m dead!”The desperate cries of several men echoed through the phone, chilling Yvette, who promptly ended the call. She rubbed her temples, recognizing the voices.“That sounded like…” Yvette began, looking at Annie.Annie, pale and shaken, murmured, “The dorm manager and those three thugs... Carl found out about everything!”“Calm down.” Yvette tried to soothe her, but Annie pushed her away, pacing the living room like a caged animal.“How can I stay calm? Carl told me to endure! How am I supposed to endure this?” Annie was frantic, her usual composure shattered.Worried that someone might see Annie in this state, Yvette quickly closed the door and pulled her back down onto the couch. “If Carl showed up at the hospital that quickly, it means he’s worried abo
As the others were caught up in conversation, a figure slipped out of the room.Annie caught a glimpse, and her smile deepened.---At the reception desk, Wendy stared at an invitation card. The embossed paper dusted with gold glitter exuded a luxury she could only dream of.A voice sounded from across the counter. "Jealous?"Wendy looked up to see Lucy, who wore a smirk. "You? What are you doing here?"Lucy stepped closer, tapping the invitation card. "A dog can never replace its master.""Stop talking nonsense!" Wendy snapped, visibly irritated."Oh, hit a nerve? Am I wrong? Playing both sides isn't easy, is it?" Lucy's smirk grew.Wendy instinctively stepped back, a wary look in her eyes. "What do you know?""I've seen everything. You've been conspiring with Annie against Renee. How does it feel to be Annie's punching bag?" Lucy's tone was mocking.The color drained from Wendy's face as she glanced around, clearly nervous that someone might overhear. "What do you want?"
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