"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
The crowd collectively gasped at the man's audacity. But Mandy didn't flinch. Instead, she let out a cold laugh. "Are you just now realizing who I am? Before we got married, you praised me for being smart and independent. Now, suddenly, I'm too assertive for you? Maybe it's not me—it's you. Imagine having to steal strength from another woman just to feel like a man.""You! That's it, we're getting divorced! I can't take this anymore.""Oh, there will be a divorce, alright. But you're leaving with nothing. Everyone here saw what you two did. Either you both pack up and get out of my studio, or I'll report you for stealing company files.""You... you can't do this! I'm your husband, and I have a right to half!" His face reddened with anger.Before Mandy could respond, Annie stepped forward to intervene. "Ms. Xander, please try to calm down. This situation isn't just your husband's fault. Renee knew how much you supported her, yet she still went after him. She owes you an apology mo
Everyone was stunned to see Lucy’s face.She was plain, with nothing particularly remarkable about her looks or figure—certainly not compared to the well-maintained appearance of Mandy. What was her husband thinking?Clutching her clothes, Lucy started sobbing. “Ms. Xander, I was set up! Renee called me to Room 6, and the moment I got here, I started feeling hot and out of control. After that, I don’t remember anything.”The crowd exchanged curious glances, surprised by this unexpected twist. Mandy turned to Renee with a frown. “What’s going on here?”Renee shook her head, feigning confusion. “Ms. Xander, I have no idea why Lucy would say that. Even if I had wanted to set her up by sending her to Room 6, this is Room 9.” She pointed to the large “9” on the door.Lucy looked at the number in shock and then glared at Renee, as if realizing something.Renee flashed a concerned smile. “Lucy, are you saying I set you up? That I conspired with Ms. Xander’s husband to take advantage of
Annie was Wendy’s quickest way into high society, and sacrificing that for someone like Lucy wasn’t worth it. Wendy would likely have used this opportunity to curry favor with Annie, sharing the plan with her. Together, Annie and Wendy could make a quick escape, no matter what happened.Lucy realized this too late and glared at Renee with resentment. “You switched the room numbers. How did you know I’d end up here?”“You’re too predictable,” Renee replied smoothly. “You purposely put that photo of Ms. Xander’s husband front and center on your desk. I knew you’d want to come here to admire your handiwork.”Lucy clenched her teeth. “Fine, you got me. But you didn’t really win either.”After all, there were still Annie and Wendy to contend with. Renee paused at the door, giving her a cool glance. “You were never my target.” With that, she walked away.---Back in the ballroom, the lights dimmed as Renee slipped in. Annie stood beside Carl, looking eager as she awaited the mysterious
In the car, Carl and Annie had just settled in when the gloved driver turned around with an apologetic look toward Carl.“Sir, if we’re not going to the office, I’ll take Berrile Road.”“Alright,” Carl replied briefly, closing his eyes to rest.Annie noticed that the driver wasn’t the usual one and asked curiously, “Why the change in drivers? This one doesn’t seem to know the roads well.”Carl’s eyes remained closed, his voice cold as he replied, “A new driver can learn the routes. But anyone who doesn’t recognize their employer has no place here.”A faint crack appeared in Annie’s expression, her freshly manicured nails digging into the leather seat, but she maintained her smile. “Understood.”They didn’t speak again until they reached her home. Not daring to invite Carl inside, Annie muttered a quick goodbye and practically bolted out of the car. Carl didn’t linger either; he simply drove off.Feeling drained, Annie barely made it into the house before a wave of nausea hit her
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