As he spoke, he glanced at Renee, his words full of threat.Carl placed the soup bowl in front of Renee, wiped his hands with a warm towel, and finally turned to Leon."You're right, Mr. Clark. A hungry man might do anything, but eating the wrong thing can be deadly."Leon's face darkened, understanding that Carl wouldn't let him have his way.Not wanting to clash with Carl directly, he backed down."Thank you for the advice, Mr. Grey. I'll leave you two to your meal."With that, he left the private room.Renee let out a relieved breath, clutching her spoon as she snuck a glance at Carl."Uncle Carl, why are you here?""Was in the area for dinner," Carl replied expressionlessly.Renee noticed two place settings on the table, realizing he must have been meeting someone.She put down her silverware and stood quickly. "I won't intrude on your dinner. I'll ask the server for fresh settings."Carl frowned, clearly displeased.At that moment, Renee started removing his jacket.
Renee knocked and entered Mandy's office, finding Bella already there.She glanced at Bella but remained silent."You can leave now," Mandy told Bella.Bella hesitated, then politely said "okay" before leaving.After the door closed, Renee was about to explain the situation.But Mandy suddenly slammed her folder on the desk."Renee! Let me be clear - you must take full responsibility for this. The studio won't bear any of the consequences!"Startled by the loud noise, Renee stared at Mandy for a few seconds before regaining her composure. "I'll handle everything," she quickly assured."You'd better," Mandy said loudly.Outside, Bella finished eavesdropping with a smile before walking away.If even Mandy wouldn't help Renee, she must be truly cornered.—At the Clark family's celebration gala...Escorted by security, Renee carried a security box as she followed Mandy into Leon's private room.Besides Renee, Bella and Wendy were also part of the group.Wendy was there on B
Renee glanced at her and nodded.They went to the lobby's lounge area and ordered two fruit juices from a server.Renee stirred her juice with a straw while Wendy rattled on with advice."Renee, just accept it. We can't fight against rich people.""If you run, the Clark family's influence will track you to the ends of the earth. Even selling yourself wouldn't cover those millions.""If... you can fix this yourself, it might not be such a bad thing."In her past life, this was exactly how Wendy had manipulated her, claiming to have her best interests at heart while slowly destroying her self-esteem, making an already introverted person even more insecure.But now...Renee stopped stirring and looked directly at Wendy."Wendy, you really think it's okay to sacrifice yourself and give in?""Of course! We need to know our place. Do you think you're worth more than that sapphire? Mr. Clark is so wealthy - if he's willing to compromise, that's a fantastic opportunity. Others would
Inside the towel was a hotel key card!Wendy took a deep breath, but no amount of breathing could control her raging jealousy.Why did every man seem bewitched by Renee?Even someone like Carl wanted her.How was this fair!Renee held the key card, feigning distress. "Mr. Grey seems to know about my situation. His assistant said if I go to his room, he'll help resolve everything. What should I choose? I suppose most people would pick Mr. Grey?""Choose Mr. Clark, of course!"You cheap woman only deserve someone like that toad Clark!Wendy's voice rose sharply, as grating as a burst balloon.Pretending not to notice her tone, Renee asked, "Wendy, why can I only choose Mr. Clark?"Wendy froze for a moment before starting her manipulation again."Renee, I'm saying this for your own good. Remember, Mr. Clark is our client. If you don't appease him, who knows what he might say about you? It could destroy your career.""Besides, Mr. Grey doesn't really like you. He loves Miss Sim
Renee felt a chill and quickly looked away. He couldn't know anything, could he?No, impossible.Just then, Leon’s voice echoed from the center of the hall.“Thank you all for coming to the Clark family’s celebration. I believe our future will be even more glorious.”Everyone turned to see Leon standing on a stepladder, looking down over the crowd. The real purpose of the champagne tower was suddenly clear.This wasn’t about hospitality—it was a display of power.Most guests were seasoned business people who kept their composure, silently watching Leon laugh from above.At the foot of the ladder stood Travis, the Clark family’s strategist. His usual gentleness was now replaced by a raw, ambitious edge.Maybe this was his true face—a businessman willing to do anything to get what he wanted.Across the room, Travis’s gaze suddenly met Renee’s. She quickly looked away, refusing to engage.When the champagne tower was filled, everyone raised their glasses. After two drinks, Leo
Carl's breath washed over Renee's face as he spoke.She turned her head away guiltily.Of course, he knew everything.Renee carefully tried to step aside, wanting to escape his presence, but his arm appeared in front of her.She had no choice but to stay put, telling herself her floor would come soon.But Carl seemed to read her mind, leaning closer until she felt his warm breath on her face.She could feel his heat just beneath her nose.His presence, his scent surrounded her completely, making her back break out in sweat.Lost in thought, he raised his hand, threading through her loose hair to cup her face."Hmm?" Carl's deep voice questioned."I... I..." Renee stumbled over her words."Since you told everyone I gave you a key card, shouldn't we do something about that?""..."Renee's eyes shot up - he even knew about the key card!Though his voice was calm, she felt unprecedented pressure, her breathing growing rapid.Carl's eyes were half-closed in the shifting light
Two servers stood nearby as Renee nervously tried to dodge away, clearly showing resistance.He stopped, his jawline tense with restraint."It's fine," Carl sat up straight, facing the sunlight streaming through the high-rise windows."Mm."Renee touched her lips, shifted away slightly, and gazed into the distance.The sunlight was perfect, falling warmly on their skin, so warm...After two cups of tea, the festivities downstairs had begun....In the banquet hall.Travis and Linda were making their rounds greeting guests, having covered nearly half the room, but Leon was nowhere to be seen.Travis sensed something was wrong and turned to Linda: "Mom, where's Uncle? How could he miss such an important day?"Linda held her wine glass, scanning the room, only now realizing that Leon hadn't returned since he'd left earlier."Did he drink too much? Let me ask your aunt."She found Mrs. Clark to ask, but Mrs. Clark knew nothing.Linda and Travis exchanged worried glances, and
While drinking tea, Renee also received a notification for a viral livestream."Jewelry studio intern with R.L seduces married man."Unfortunately, Renee was the only person with the initial R.L in the entire studio.How was this any different from directly naming her?But Annie had been too hasty.Catching cheaters on livestream?It wasn't clear yet who would end up ruined.In the livestream, shadowy figures moved in the dim room. Beyond the cursing, faint romantic music could be heard.A few candles scattered in the corners provided barely any light, but were enough to set the mood.This was what Renee had specifically prepared for Leon and today's leading lady.Suddenly, the footage flickered, and amid the struggling figures, someone yanked open the curtains.The entire room was instantly revealed to countless online viewers.Mrs. Clark, still conscious of appearances even in such chaos, had somehow managed to get Leon into a bathrobe.So apart from looking rather uncom