Linda and Travis stood with bowed heads, their earlier arrogance gone.On the other side stood Patrick and Susanne, both looking uncomfortable.Susanne gave Renee a cautious glance.Renee immediately presented her gift box: "Michael, excuse the intrusion. I bought this gift, I hope you'll like it.""Mm, you shouldn't have."Michael barely glanced at the box, clearly uninterested.But he approved of Renee knowing her place.Guests should act like guests - that line must never be crossed.He waved to the butler, who had a servant take the gift away, not even asking what it was.Renee had expected this dismissal and felt nothing.She quietly stood beside Susanne, trying to be invisible.The room fell silent, but the tension kept building.Suddenly, Linda knelt at Michael's feet, clutching his sleeve."Father, I was wrong. I'll never dare again. Please, help our family - spare a thought for us, a widow and orphan."Michael, hardened by years in business, showed no mercy to fa
Caught off guard by Linda's sudden attack, Renee lost her balance and fell.Her hands instinctively shot out to break her fall, landing right on the broken teacup shards.Pain shot through her body, leaving her defenseless against Linda's assault.Susanne rushed to help. "Let go of my daughter!"But Linda, desperate to exonerate Travis, had shocking strength!She yanked at Renee's scarf, shrieking: "Father, look! I have proof! I'll show you she's been seducing Carl!"The scarf tightened around Renee's throat, choking her. Just as she felt her neck might snap, Patrick finally pulled the frenzied Linda away.The scarf came with her.Susanne quickly shielded Renee: "Renee, are you alright?"Renee tried to answer but could only cough. "I'm... fine."Susanne glared at Linda: “Linda, have you lost your mind?""Ha! Better worry about explaining to Father why your daughter has Carl's belongings when she's supposedly cut ties with him!"Linda held up Renee's scarf triumphantly.Ren
Linda frantically searched the front of the scarf but couldn't find Carl's name embroidered in gold thread."Impossible! It must be on the other side!"Despite turning the small piece of fabric inside and out three times, she couldn't find her proof.Michael's patience wore thin: "Well? Found anything?"Linda's eyes bulged as she kept muttering: "I'll find it! I know I will!"“Dear Linda looking for this?"Carl pulled out another scarf from under his coat, clearly showing his name embroidered on it."How? This isn't right!" Linda stared at Carl in disbelief.Carl casually draped the scarf over his armchair, saying coolly: "Everyone knows how important this scarf is to me. Why would I give it away so carelessly?"Renee felt someone watching her, but when she looked up, she saw nothing. Perhaps it was just her imagination.Humiliated, Linda turned on Renee with venom."Renee, if you're innocent, why were you so desperate earlier?"Renee collected herself and stepped forward:
Renee's heart stopped.By the time she noticed Travis's sinister look, it was too late.Travis signaled to Linda.As Renee reached for her scarf, Linda yanked it away, nearly making her fall.Though she caught herself, the bite marks on her neck were now visible to Michael.Linda grabbed her hand, pointing at the marks: "Father, look! I wasn't lying! This proves she's been with Carl! These are clearly a man's bite marks!"Renee covered her neck: "No! This has nothing to do with Carl!""You keep denying it, but what about when you slept with him? Don't tell me it was an accident! We know your dirty intentions! You're just like your mother - using your body to climb the social ladder!"Linda grew more heated, dragging Susanne into it.Seeing Patrick about to intervene, Renee quickly stepped forward.She didn't want to cause trouble for Patrick and Susanne - their position in the family was already precarious."Mrs. Grey, how would my involvement with Carl benefit you? Why are
Michael remained silent, his stern gaze fixed on Carl, waiting for his response.Renee looked down at her bleeding palms, feeling no pain.She was already too humiliated, too hurt.But the killing blow was yet to come.Carl's eyes, deep as an abyss, swept over Renee, his face showing nothing but endless frost and ice."It's none of my concern."Her wounded palm rubbed against her coat repeatedly, grinding debris deeper into her flesh, but Renee was numb to it all.Travis smoothly pulled the rigid Renee closer, smiling: "Thank you for your blessing, Uncle."To outsiders, it might have seemed like genuine affection.But only Renee knew he was just trying to win against someone.Unfortunately, he was completely wrong.Carl didn't care about her at all.Michael's gaze shifted between Renee and Travis, showing less anger than when he'd thought she was involved with Carl.He only reprimanded: "Impossible! The Greys don't accept people of loose morals."Loose morals?Renee dug
Renee had taken the small knife from the living room's coffee table fruit bowl.She'd sensed Carl would come.And he did, but he blocked her knife.He effortlessly caught the blade, rendering her pushing useless.Renee's eyes were red, filled with hatred, but her face was ashen as she bit her lip.The bite marks on her lips drew blood.Carl stared at her, his eyes unfathomable.Just as her strength was failing, he released his grip. The knife slashed across his palm, drawing blood.Renee froze.Carl merely asked coolly: "Satisfied?""You're insane!"Renee threw the knife away and tried to leave.He grabbed her neck from behind, spun her around, and pulled her close, forcing a dominating kiss.Renee's eyes widened as she beat against him, but he was unmoved, kissing her even harder.Rain dripped from his hair, running down his cheeks. His eyes seemed misty, like deep fog hiding something she couldn't understand.As the rain grew heavier, pelting them both, Renee shivered.
The wounds looked raw and bloody.When Renee tried to pull away, Carl forced her closer, his strong arm wrapping around her back, trapping her against him.“Don’t move. Do you want to lose your hand?” His low, steady voice brushed hotly against her ear, making it clear that she had no choice but to comply.At the mention of her hand, Renee stopped resisting. Ever since she’d left the mansion, the wound on her hand had been throbbing with pain, so much so that she hadn’t even registered what Susanne had said to her earlier.Carl took out saline solution from the first aid kit: "This will hurt."Before Renee could process his words, he began cleaning the wounds. The pain made her scalp tingle, her fingers trembling.It felt like something burrowing into her flesh.When she tried to pull away, unable to bear it, his grip only tightened.Then she felt an odd sensation around the wound.Looking down, she saw Carl gently stroking the skin around the area while cleaning it, trying to
But you...Before Carl could finish, Renee fought back violently.All her hurt and resentment exploded at once - she didn't care what he had to say.She just wanted to escape him."Uncle Carl, don't bother explaining! I don't care! I don't care about Travis, and I certainly don't care about you! I've had enough!"She shouted, missing the dangerous glint in Carl's eyes.His gaze darkened as he gripped her chin, forcing it up: "Don't care?"Under his stare, Renee trembled with fear but she gritted her teeth and nodded with defiance."Yes! I don't-"He didn't let her finish, gripping her chin and kissing her fiercely like a storm.She raised her hands to resist but he pinned them against the window, gripping tighter until her wounds stung.He was doing it deliberately. He wanted her to feel the pain.Renee whimpered in pain as his breathing grew hotter.Renee let out a muffled gasp, but Carl’s breathing only grew hotter. His eyes held her captive as he deepened the kiss, taki