Chapter 271

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