His presence was both magnetic and intimidating.Carl walked in.As he walked toward Renee, Annie suddenly wheeled herself forward, throwing herself into his arms."Carl, I'm fine. Don't blame Renee. I just came to talk to her, since we're getting married in a month.""There's nothing to discuss with her."Carl replied coldly, helping Annie back into her wheelchair.Annie frowned, leaning against Carl. "Don't be like that. We're still family after all.""We're not." Carl's eyes were emotionless."If we're not family, then she's just a stranger." Annie gave Renee a calculated look of concern.A chill ran down Renee's spine.A voice from another lifetime echoed in her mind."Renee, your eight years with Carl meant nothing compared to me. As soon as I came back, he couldn't wait to push you aside for me and our son. He even said...""He said he never considered you and your daughter family. You were always outsiders."Renee clutched her chest, gasping for air, her face turnin
As the last of the drug entered the IV line, the doctor's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.But in the next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief. Before he could even turn around, he collapsed like a powerless robot.As the doctor fell, he revealed the man standing behind him.Handsome, with a deadly aura.Carl wiped his hands: "Take him away."Jackson effortlessly dragged the man out with one hand.Finally, the room fell silent.Carl sat by the bed, carefully peeling back the tape on Renee's hand. The needle had never pierced her skin - it was just for show.He caressed her hand, studying her pale, peaceful sleeping face. Something deep flickered in his eyes before he lowered his gaze, hiding all emotion.He only gripped her hand tighter.After a long silence, he left when his phone vibrated.Carl knocked and entered Chris's office.Chris was smoking. Seeing Carl, he smiled bitterly."Sorry, if it weren't for Connor, none of this would have happened. I'm arranging for him
Chris jumped to his feet."No! Your injuries just healed, and you've barely rested since returning from Brookshire. Your body can't take it!""Go home. I've already switched to night shift. I'll keep watch, and don't you have your own people here anyway?"He gave Carl a gentle push.Carl rubbed his temples, grunted in agreement, and left the office....Late that night.Carl sat in his study, hands on the armrests, letting a cigarette burn down between his fingers. Smoke veiled his expression.The recording from Wendy played repeatedly on his phone."...So you secretly want to marry Mr. Grey! Have a family of three! Would you want a daughter or son?""A daughter.""A daughter...""A daugh..."When he first heard this recording, Carl felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.Even now, after countless replays, the feeling remained.Listening to Renee's clear, cautious voice, he closed his eyes.As he drifted off, he - who rarely dreamed - found himself standing before a hou
Carl stopped responding. Just as Chris was about to put his phone down, a sketch appeared."How about this?"Chris wondered what had gotten into Carl, commissioning artwork in the middle of the night.Still, he patiently opened the image.One glance left him frozen in shock.Standing alone in the empty hospital corridor made it even more unnerving, sending chills down his spine.He quickened his pace while replying."Exactly the same.""I thought it was young Renee at first, but now I see the difference - those eyes are identical to yours!"Chris closed his office door, taking a sip of water to calm himself.He'd always thought dreams were just illusions, but now... he wasn't so sure."I understand."Carl went silent.Chris was too spooked to sleep all night....The sedative helped Renee sleep well, and she felt less exhausted when she woke.Seeing her mother pouring drinks by her bed, she sat up quickly and grabbed Susanne's arm."Mom, I recognize that doctor.""Whi
After two weeks, her dedication and hard work became obvious, and her colleagues realized ignoring her was pointless.Gradually, everyone returned to their normal work routine.Until Annie reappeared.It was just two days before her wedding to Carl.She was dressed every bit the part of the Grey family's third wife, even her car and driver had been replaced with the Grey family's staff.She publicly blocked Renee's path, saying softly: "Renee, I want you to be my bridesmaid."Renee froze for a moment before pushing away her hand: "Sorry, I'm too busy. I can't be your bridesmaid.""Renee, I've explained to my fans that it was an accident. I don't blame you, and I don't want people thinking there's bad blood between us. Besides... your mother is part of the Grey family. Let's not make things difficult for them, okay?"Annie's seemingly understanding words were actually threats.Threatening her with online harassment, threatening her with Susanne.Renee laughed coldly: "No means
The bridal shop was the country's only boutique of a top international brand.Just viewing appointments normally required a year's wait.Of course, someone of Carl's status didn't need to wait.Inside the Louvre-like splendor, the manager had already cleared the store for their arrival."Mr. Grey senior, Mr. Grey, Mrs. Grey."The manager, ever perceptive, immediately used the new title seeing Annie on Carl's arm.Annie glanced shyly at Carl, seemingly waiting for him to confirm her status.Carl didn't acknowledge her, saying coldly instead: "I have an international video call tonight."Clearly meaning: don't waste time.The manager hesitated, instinctively looking at Annie.Annie paused briefly, then smiled graciously, reaching to fix his coat collar: "Don't tire yourself. I could have come alone. I'd rather you got some rest.""No need. Let's go."Carl spoke casually, handing his coat to Jackson before walking ahead.Annie's hand barely touched his coat hem before freezin
Could she really be this kind?The attendant approached Renee: "Miss Lacey, this way please.""Okay."Renee put down her teacup and stood quickly, eager to escape the suffocating room....Inside the smaller fitting room.Through the heavy curtain, the attendant gestured dismissively at the rack: "Miss Lacey, please choose."Renee flipped through the options - all either bright red, purple, or neon colors, each with plunging necklines and open backs.Apparently all the brand's most outrageous designs were here.She asked patiently: "Are there any others?"The attendant turned away, pretending not to hear, rolling her eyes carelessly.Renee laughed inwardly - of course Annie wouldn't let her off easily.She said directly: "I won't wear any of these. If you don't bring different options, I'll show these to Mr. Grey senior and let him judge your taste as a high-end sales professional. What do you think he'll say about you trying to ruin his son's wedding?""You... wait here!"
Renee turned while adjusting her skirt, meeting Annie's shocked expression."Miss Simmons, how could you open the curtain without my permission? What if I was still changing?"Annie stared at Renee in the white dress, too jealous to speak.Though the style was simple, it made Renee look even more stunning.Even the boutique staff, used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't hide their amazement.Annie clutched the curtain, trying to maintain her smile, when she noticed the handprints on the mirror behind Renee.Her smile vanished completely, giving Renee a resentful look before saying sarcastically: "Renee's bridesmaid dress is so long, it could be mistaken for a simple wedding dress."Renee smiled lightly, knowing Annie would criticize whatever she wore.Seeing Michael's disapproving look, she quickly said: "This is my first time as a bridesmaid. I thought something plain would be appropriate. But if you think this looks like a wedding dress, you should choose instead. You're the
The music was replaced by intimate sounds.Renee froze, thinking she was hearing things, until she turned to see explicit footage playing on the screen.The woman was Annie, with... an athletic dark-skinned man.The man wasn't Connor!Or rather, not just Connor.The next clip showed a different man, a blonde model.In the minute-long montage, Renee couldn't keep track of how many different men appeared.In her peripheral vision, she saw Annie collapse in her white dress."Turn it off! Turn it off! It's all fake!" Annie screamed, her voice shaking.But the screen continued playing, revealing more shocking secrets.Annie was a serial plagiarist - her popular online designs were all stolen.The Simmons family had been exploiting their connection to Carl, taking profits while secretly investing in his competitors, with evidence of numerous bribes.The revelations destroyed the family's reputation completely.Yvette, previously so proud, fainted on the spot.On the red carpet
The manager nodded: "Everything was done as you instructed."The man didn't respond, lighting a cigarette before murmuring through the thin smoke: "She looks best in red."...Two days later.Renee put on the champagne-colored bridesmaid dress. To avoid trouble from Annie, she only applied light foundation and lipstick before leaving.She didn't even check herself in a full-length mirror.Renee took a taxi directly to the city's most luxurious hotel.The hotel was filled with reporters and elite families usually only seen in the media.Such was the magnitude of Carl's wedding.Though Renee was a bridesmaid, Annie had excluded her from all wedding preparations.Annie's sole purpose was to torment her.Just before the ceremony, Renee reluctantly entered the preparation room.After all, Michael had ordered her to fulfill her role.The stylists were stunned when they saw Renee.The seemingly ordinary bridesmaid dress enhanced her natural grace and beauty, looking more like a
Renee turned while adjusting her skirt, meeting Annie's shocked expression."Miss Simmons, how could you open the curtain without my permission? What if I was still changing?"Annie stared at Renee in the white dress, too jealous to speak.Though the style was simple, it made Renee look even more stunning.Even the boutique staff, used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't hide their amazement.Annie clutched the curtain, trying to maintain her smile, when she noticed the handprints on the mirror behind Renee.Her smile vanished completely, giving Renee a resentful look before saying sarcastically: "Renee's bridesmaid dress is so long, it could be mistaken for a simple wedding dress."Renee smiled lightly, knowing Annie would criticize whatever she wore.Seeing Michael's disapproving look, she quickly said: "This is my first time as a bridesmaid. I thought something plain would be appropriate. But if you think this looks like a wedding dress, you should choose instead. You're the
Could she really be this kind?The attendant approached Renee: "Miss Lacey, this way please.""Okay."Renee put down her teacup and stood quickly, eager to escape the suffocating room....Inside the smaller fitting room.Through the heavy curtain, the attendant gestured dismissively at the rack: "Miss Lacey, please choose."Renee flipped through the options - all either bright red, purple, or neon colors, each with plunging necklines and open backs.Apparently all the brand's most outrageous designs were here.She asked patiently: "Are there any others?"The attendant turned away, pretending not to hear, rolling her eyes carelessly.Renee laughed inwardly - of course Annie wouldn't let her off easily.She said directly: "I won't wear any of these. If you don't bring different options, I'll show these to Mr. Grey senior and let him judge your taste as a high-end sales professional. What do you think he'll say about you trying to ruin his son's wedding?""You... wait here!"
The bridal shop was the country's only boutique of a top international brand.Just viewing appointments normally required a year's wait.Of course, someone of Carl's status didn't need to wait.Inside the Louvre-like splendor, the manager had already cleared the store for their arrival."Mr. Grey senior, Mr. Grey, Mrs. Grey."The manager, ever perceptive, immediately used the new title seeing Annie on Carl's arm.Annie glanced shyly at Carl, seemingly waiting for him to confirm her status.Carl didn't acknowledge her, saying coldly instead: "I have an international video call tonight."Clearly meaning: don't waste time.The manager hesitated, instinctively looking at Annie.Annie paused briefly, then smiled graciously, reaching to fix his coat collar: "Don't tire yourself. I could have come alone. I'd rather you got some rest.""No need. Let's go."Carl spoke casually, handing his coat to Jackson before walking ahead.Annie's hand barely touched his coat hem before freezin
After two weeks, her dedication and hard work became obvious, and her colleagues realized ignoring her was pointless.Gradually, everyone returned to their normal work routine.Until Annie reappeared.It was just two days before her wedding to Carl.She was dressed every bit the part of the Grey family's third wife, even her car and driver had been replaced with the Grey family's staff.She publicly blocked Renee's path, saying softly: "Renee, I want you to be my bridesmaid."Renee froze for a moment before pushing away her hand: "Sorry, I'm too busy. I can't be your bridesmaid.""Renee, I've explained to my fans that it was an accident. I don't blame you, and I don't want people thinking there's bad blood between us. Besides... your mother is part of the Grey family. Let's not make things difficult for them, okay?"Annie's seemingly understanding words were actually threats.Threatening her with online harassment, threatening her with Susanne.Renee laughed coldly: "No means
Carl stopped responding. Just as Chris was about to put his phone down, a sketch appeared."How about this?"Chris wondered what had gotten into Carl, commissioning artwork in the middle of the night.Still, he patiently opened the image.One glance left him frozen in shock.Standing alone in the empty hospital corridor made it even more unnerving, sending chills down his spine.He quickened his pace while replying."Exactly the same.""I thought it was young Renee at first, but now I see the difference - those eyes are identical to yours!"Chris closed his office door, taking a sip of water to calm himself.He'd always thought dreams were just illusions, but now... he wasn't so sure."I understand."Carl went silent.Chris was too spooked to sleep all night....The sedative helped Renee sleep well, and she felt less exhausted when she woke.Seeing her mother pouring drinks by her bed, she sat up quickly and grabbed Susanne's arm."Mom, I recognize that doctor.""Whi
Chris jumped to his feet."No! Your injuries just healed, and you've barely rested since returning from Brookshire. Your body can't take it!""Go home. I've already switched to night shift. I'll keep watch, and don't you have your own people here anyway?"He gave Carl a gentle push.Carl rubbed his temples, grunted in agreement, and left the office....Late that night.Carl sat in his study, hands on the armrests, letting a cigarette burn down between his fingers. Smoke veiled his expression.The recording from Wendy played repeatedly on his phone."...So you secretly want to marry Mr. Grey! Have a family of three! Would you want a daughter or son?""A daughter.""A daughter...""A daugh..."When he first heard this recording, Carl felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.Even now, after countless replays, the feeling remained.Listening to Renee's clear, cautious voice, he closed his eyes.As he drifted off, he - who rarely dreamed - found himself standing before a hou
As the last of the drug entered the IV line, the doctor's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.But in the next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief. Before he could even turn around, he collapsed like a powerless robot.As the doctor fell, he revealed the man standing behind him.Handsome, with a deadly aura.Carl wiped his hands: "Take him away."Jackson effortlessly dragged the man out with one hand.Finally, the room fell silent.Carl sat by the bed, carefully peeling back the tape on Renee's hand. The needle had never pierced her skin - it was just for show.He caressed her hand, studying her pale, peaceful sleeping face. Something deep flickered in his eyes before he lowered his gaze, hiding all emotion.He only gripped her hand tighter.After a long silence, he left when his phone vibrated.Carl knocked and entered Chris's office.Chris was smoking. Seeing Carl, he smiled bitterly."Sorry, if it weren't for Connor, none of this would have happened. I'm arranging for him