Chapter 231

His fingers slid through her hair, a touch so gentle it almost felt tender.

Renee clenched her fists, saying nothing, her body growing colder instead of warmer. She met his gaze and said firmly, “Having a physical relationship doesn’t mean anything. You don’t care, Uncle Carl, and neither do I. If I get the chance, I will leave.”

“You won’t.”

Renee’s whole body tensed, a slight tremble running down her spine. His words carried a clear threat. He knew her mother was still at the Grey family home.

But before she could respond, Carl leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her lips—no force, no dominance, just a fleeting touch.

As Renee stood there, frozen, Carl’s fingers pulled out the necklace she wore around her neck. The pendant dangled between them, its surface gleaming.

He repeated softly, “You won’t.”

Renee reached to snatch the necklace back, but Carl skillfully dodged her hand. “I forgot to take it off,” she muttered.

“Hmm.” He didn’t press further, lifting her effortlessly