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?"
In the powder room, Renee dabbed at the wine stain on her dress with a paper towel. Wendy pulled a shopping bag from her purse and held it out to Renee. "Renee, I happened to bring an extra outfit. We're about the same size, so you can change into this for now."Renee glanced at the Nordstrom logo on the bag and joked, "Wendy, did you win the lottery? This store doesn't sell anything under a thousand bucks."Wendy hesitated for a moment before explaining, "I got my paycheck and wanted to treat myself. It's my first real job, after all.""I see. But I can't wear your new clothes. I'll make do with this; I'm not the guest of honor anyway." Renee purposely pushed the bag back.Panic flashed in Wendy's eyes as she quickly thrust the bag into Renee's arms. "Renee, we're best friends. Don't worry about it. I'll be upset if you keep refusing.""Well... alright then. Thanks." Renee looked touched."Come on, don't waste time. Go change.""Okay."As Renee headed to the restroom, Wendy's
The sleeveless black gown hugged Renee’s figure perfectly, accentuating her curves as if it were tailored just for her. Her bare arms, smooth and fair, seemed almost like a beautiful porcelain. Though the dress only exposed her arms, there was something captivating about her presence.Noticing Wendy’s gaze, Renee adjusted the dress in front of her, smiling. “Wendy, this dress feels a bit tight on me.”In her past life, when Renee became an outcast, Wendy had stopped pretending to be her friend, taking every opportunity to kick her while she was down.“Don’t blame me for this. You’ve always outshone me. We were supposed to be friends, but why do you get to marry Mr. Grey and rise to the top?” Wendy had sneered back then. “I’ll let you in on a secret: every scheme against you was Annie and me working together. Now Mr. Grey despises you. You might as well be dead.”Wendy thrived on jealousy, so this time, Renee decided to let her drown in it.Seeing Renee’s deliberate taunt, Wendy cl
As soon as Renee entered, she realized that Wendy, who had been following her earlier, was nowhere to be seen. Wendy must have known there’d be a confrontation and decided to disappear, leaving Renee to take the fall. When things went south, Wendy would reappear as the “friend” who could throw her under the bus.But Wendy overlooked one thing: in her absence, Renee could say whatever she wanted.Renee turned to Mandy’s husband with a polite smile. “Thank you, but I think it’s necessary for me to explain.”Mandy’s husband glanced to the side nervously and interrupted, “No need. I believe you.”That response made people wonder.“No, I’m not explaining to you; I’m explaining to Ms. Xander,” Renee replied. “I’m actually wearing a… knockoff.” She flushed, looking at Mandy with embarrassment. “Ms. Xander, I apologize for the misunderstanding. I really admire you, so I tried to imitate your style. You know I’m just an intern, so I couldn’t afford the real thing and opted for an imitation
"Your outfit clashed with Ms. Xander's. If she thinks you have an issue with her, what then? That's why I said it was a knockoff. I was trying to help you out. But if you'd prefer, we can go explain everything to her right now," Renee replied, knowing Wendy wouldn't dare.As expected, Wendy paused for a few seconds before changing her tune. "Renee, I've got a terrible stomachache. Could you grab some medicine from the front desk and bring it to Suite 6?""Sure, I'll get it for you.""Please hurry. I feel awful," Wendy urged."Got it."Renee hung up and walked out of the ballroom.---Elsewhere, Ms. Johnson approached Carl as Annie was chatting with friends. She raised her champagne flute. "You're letting her walk out alone? Aren't you concerned?"Carl took a sip of his scotch. "She's not that reckless."Ms. Johnson chuckled. "Is that why you nearly shattered your glass when you saw her getting attention?""No."Used to his stubborn denials, she changed the subject. "I've rel
Renee was startled by Carl’s actions. The more she struggled, the more interested he seemed to become. Eventually, the gown slipped from her shoulders, and as she tried to cover herself, he pinned her wrists above her head with one hand. His other hand lightly gripped her chin as he leaned in for a lingering kiss—teasing but never quite satisfying.Despite her attempts to stifle them, soft sounds escaped her lips as he kissed her, even as she bit her lip to keep him at bay. Hearing her restrained reactions only fueled him further, and he nipped at her lips, sending a shiver through her as he stole her breath away.Feeling the softness of her skin through his suit, it all felt too little—never enough.As she gasped for air, powerless against his strength, Carl caught the frown on her face and seemed to regain a bit of control. “Will you still allow other men to get close to you?”Renee glared at him in silence.“It seems I haven’t made myself clear enough,” he murmured, leaning clo
"Please," Renee said, exasperated."Hmm?" Carl's voice was deep and magnetic, tinged with a hint of teasing. "Don't you like calling me 'Uncle Carl'? Say, 'Uncle Carl, please.'"His warm breath mixed with the low timbre of his voice, making Renee flush crimson. She refused—she wouldn't say it.Seeing her stubborn silence, Carl's hand slid to her waist, gradually moving upward. Renee's eyes widened, her face burning as warmth spread through her entire body, her resolve weakening. Finally, she gave in."Uncle Carl, please..."Carl's gaze softened as he brushed his fingers over her cheek. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent. He stepped back, turning away to light a cigarette, his broad back radiating a quiet tension."There are clothes in the closet."Without overthinking, Renee opened the closet and slipped into a white cocktail dress. In her haste, the zipper caught on the fabric, refusing to budge. She struggled with it, awkwardly twisti
Renee huddled behind the door, watching the commotion outside through the peephole. Mandy was at the front, determinedly stopping at the door of Room 6. Just as she raised her hand to knock, Annie stepped forward, stopping her.In a low voice, Annie said, “Ms. Xander, if you knock, you’ll give them a chance to cover up. Then there won’t be any evidence left. After all you’ve done for Renee, and she repays you like this? You shouldn’t let her off so easily. I felt bad for you, so I brought the key to the room.”With that, Annie pressed the key into Mandy’s hand.Enraged, Mandy could only think about her husband betraying her with one of her employees right under her nose. Losing all sense of reason, she turned and quickly unlocked the door, bursting inside.Screams erupted from within as the people inside were caught off guard. Renee pressed her ear against the door, straining to hear what was happening, but she could make out nothing, which only added to her frustration.Behind he