Linda’s funeral was so simple it didn’t even measure up to an average person’s. Ordinary people at least mourn for three days. She was cremated hastily, buried in a small plot of land, and that was it.Travis wanted to organize a small memorial service for her, but every call he made went unanswered. No one wanted to show up—except for the very people Linda had most sought to harm.Even her beloved brother, Leon Clark, had fled the country with his entire family, taking all the money he could.The irony was that Leon’s escape was only possible because Linda, clinging to her final breath, had tipped him off.It was hard to feel anything but indifference toward her end.Renee hadn’t intended to come, but Susanne had wanted to pay her respects.In the cold, desolate wind, Travis appeared in a black suit, his face gaunt, cheeks sunken as if the life had been drained out of him.He lowered Linda’s urn into the small grave, placed the headstone, and just like that, a person’s life cam
Walking with a limp was awkward enough, but the current situation was far worse. Everyone in the city knew Carl. Watching him carry Renee upstairs so openly, all eyes naturally fell on her.Flustered, Renee lowered her head and pretended to adjust her hair to shield her face.Carl glanced down at her and asked coolly, “Am I embarrassing you?”In the past, she might have blushed. But now, her guard was fully up.Thinking quickly, Renee rubbed her eyes and mumbled, “No, I think something got in my eye.”“Hmm.” Carl didn’t press further.When they entered the crowded elevator, the noise level rose, and Carl set her down. Moments later, a wheelchair-bound patient was wheeled in, making the space even more cramped.Before Renee could adjust herself, Carl placed an arm around her, guiding her into the corner.The elevator was filled with chatter and phone calls, but all Renee could hear was the steady sound of Carl’s breathing, uncomfortably close.He leaned down slightly, his warm
When Chris saw Renee, there was a flicker of guilt in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.Sensing the awkwardness, Renee spoke first. “Dr. Percy, I twisted my ankle. Can you check if the swelling can go down quickly? I have a very important event tomorrow.”Hearing that Renee still trusted him, Chris nodded firmly. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”As he examined her injury, Chris rattled off advice and instructions like a worried parent. Finally, he hesitated, then said softly, “Renee, I’m sorry.”Renee waved it off with a reassuring smile. “It wasn’t your fault. Don’t overthink it.”Relieved by her response, Chris dropped the formalities. After icing her ankle, he prepared a medicated patch. While Jackson went to pick up the medication, Chris brewed tea for both Carl and Renee.As Chris handed them their cups, his usual chatty nature returned. “How’s your sleep been, Carl? Still dreaming about that little girl?”Renee froze mid-sip.
Renee felt too embarrassed to say anything directly. She placed her teacup down and said, “I’m done. I should head back now.”Before she could leave, Carl also put down his cup and stood. “I’ll take you home.”“That’s not necessary. I’m feeling much better,” Renee replied quickly, instinctively tugging at her pants. The moment she stood, she felt a telltale rush—her period had started.Carl glanced at her briefly. “I’ll ask a nurse to bring a wheelchair and take you to the restroom.”“Okay.” Renee nodded, relieved he hadn’t noticed anything unusual.Once seated in the wheelchair, she declined the nurse’s help, insisting she could manage on her own. After borrowing a pad, she wheeled herself to the restroom. To avoid any accidents, she chose the accessible stall.But as she approached, she realized someone was already inside.Just as she was about to move to another stall, a soft voice came from inside. “Excuse me, do you have a pad? I can’t move easily.”The voice sounded genui
Renee barely had time to react as Carl picked up the items scattered on her couch—a half-finished scarf, various balls of yarn in different colors, and several abandoned projects. She had tried a few rows with certain colors, only to dislike them and set them aside, leaving a trail of unfinished work.She’d been stuck deciding between dark red and black. Carl already had plenty of black things, so she leaned toward the dark red. But worried he might prefer black, she’d started a second scarf in that color. Now, with the scattered yarn and projects on display, it looked as if she’d put in an excessive amount of effort.“Are all these for me?” Carl asked, his tone indifferent as he examined the scene.His question made Renee feel self-conscious, as if she’d read too much into her own intentions. She awkwardly tried to block his view of the items on the couch. “No, I haven’t knitted in ages, so I’ve been practicing. I bought extras to get the hang of it again.”Ignoring her explanatio
Repay a favor.Carl’s lips curled into a faint sneer as the words echoed in his mind.At the Grey Estate.The butler knocked softly before entering the study. Michael was practicing yoga, his movements slow and deliberate. He paused when he caught sight of the butler from the corner of his eye. Accepting a towel from a maid, he gestured for the rest of the staff to leave before taking a seat.“How’s Marcus doing?” Michael asked while wiping his brow. “Once he’s back, I’ll need to have a good talk with him. Acting out like that over some woman—it’s disgraceful for the eldest son of this family.”The butler handed him a cup of tea, his expression tense. “Sir, the team you sent to deal with the woman and her child has reported back…”Michael’s brow furrowed. “What did they say?”The butler hesitated. “Mr. Marcus’s small diner caught fire a few days ago. Though the blaze wasn’t severe, all three members of his family died from smoke inhalation.”“Ridiculous!” Michael slammed the te
The biting January wind swept through the bustling streets of the city, its icy chill creeping into every corner. Even the grandeur of the capital couldn’t shake off the hint of desolation brought by the freezing air.Renee stepped out of the taxi, clutching a carefully wrapped bag, and adjusted the turtleneck of her sweater to cover half her face. As she turned toward the entrance of the Grey estate, she noticed something unusual. The typically solemn mansion was now adorned with bright decorations.It wasn’t Christmas—what could warrant such grandeur?After a polite exchange with the guards, Renee hurried inside. She spotted Susanne on the porch, directing the maids with a commanding presence.“Mom,” Renee called out.Susanne glanced over, her eyes catching the bag in Renee’s hand. “You’re here! What’s in that? It’s wrapped so beautifully.”Renee quickly hid the bag behind her. “Oh, nothing much, just something I brought along. What’s the occasion? Why’s everything so festive t
“So, you already know each other,” Michael said, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression carrying a subtle undertone. “Renee, this is Ruby Sanders, Carl’s lifesaver. She recently returned from abroad. She was also Carl’s junior in college, and her family is quite prominent. You two should get along well.”Lifesaver. Prominent family.Those were the words Michael wanted Renee to hear.What else could she say? Renee lifted her gaze slightly, catching sight of Ruby looking at Carl with a serene, affectionate expression.How could there not be feelings between them when she had risked her life to save him?Her throat felt dry, but she forced a smile. “Understood.”As the words left her mouth, she felt Carl’s icy gaze linger on her. Renee didn’t look up, standing quietly in place.Soon, the Grey family’s relatives began to arrive. Michael waved his hand, gesturing for everyone to sit.“Don’t just stand there. Have a seat.”Susanne bustled around enthusiastically, saying,
Carl and Levi reentered the private dining room, their expressions calm and unreadable. Whatever they had discussed remained between them.“Let’s go,” Levi said as he approached Renee, casually taking her bag from her.“Alright.” Renee followed him toward the hotel entrance.After exchanging polite goodbyes, Levi’s assistant pulled the car around. As they approached, Levi turned to Ruby. “Don’t get carried away.”“I won’t! Go on, take Renee home. Carl will take good care of me,” Ruby said playfully, her tone light and carefree. It was clear that Levi never treated Ruby as someone with limitations, and perhaps that was why she remained so cheerful and at ease despite her condition.Renee, on the other hand, felt a pang of guilt. She lowered her head and climbed into the car without saying a word. As the door shut, her peripheral vision caught sight of Carl. His gaze was fixed on her, sharp and intense, carrying an unspoken warning.She bit her lip and stared straight ahead. Even a
Carl’s hand gripped her chin firmly as his lips crushed hers in a frenzy of aggression.He had seen through Levi’s intentions earlier—another man daring to stake a claim. That undeniable glint of possessiveness in Levi’s eyes had ignited a primal need in Carl to assert dominance.Renee wasn’t Carl’s match on any ordinary day, let alone when he was consumed by fury. The force he used to pin her against the railing made the metal vibrate with the intensity of his actions.But then, a voice broke through the tension, echoing down the hallway.“Carl? Are you there? This place is like a maze,” Ruby Sanders called out, her light tone oblivious to the scene she was nearing.The moment Carl heard her, he pulled away from Renee. She staggered, her pale face partially obscured by strands of disheveled hair. Fighting the nausea churning in her stomach, she clutched at Carl’s shirt with trembling hands. Despite her exhaustion, a hollow laugh escaped her lips.“What’s wrong? Scared now? Afrai
As Renee stepped out of the restroom, she didn’t feel ready to return to the private dining room. Something about the atmosphere felt suffocating, especially the way Michael’s probing gaze seemed to silently urge her to leave.She walked down the corridor to a quiet lounge area. Pushing open the glass door, a gust of cold wind swept in, making her pull her coat tighter around her. Leaning against the railing, she looked out at the distant skyline, hoping the crisp air would clear her mind. When she finally felt calm enough, she decided to return to the gathering.Turning around, she walked straight into a firm chest. Looking up, she met Carl’s icy gaze. The coldness in his eyes was enough to steal the breath from her lungs, leaving her fingers trembling at her sides.Renee took a step back, forcing herself to maintain her composure. “Uncle Carl, is there something you need?”Carl didn’t answer. He advanced slowly, step by step, until she was pressed against the railing with nowhere
The air grew tense as Michael’s sharp words echoed through the room, dripping with disdain, clearly meant to humiliate Renee. He made no effort to consider the presence of the other guests, including the Sanders siblings. His tone carried venom, each word landing like a heavy blow on Renee.Under the weight of everyone’s stares, Renee felt herself growing smaller. Just as she was about to step back, a steady hand landed gently on her waist, guiding her forward.“Mr. Grey,” Levi Sanders said with an easy smile, “is there some misunderstanding about my date?”“Your date?” Michael’s expression darkened further, tinged with disbelief and scorn. His gaze at Renee was sharp, accusing, as though calling her a disgrace.Renee understood his look all too well. She glanced sideways at Carl, whose expression was as cold and impassive as ever. That fleeting moment of eye contact drained the strength from her body, leaving her feeling bitter and hollow. The pain seeped into her bones, cold and
Levi stepped out of the car first and extended his hand toward Renee.Renee shifted in her seat, gripping the edge of the car door. “I can manage on my own.”Levi didn’t lower his hand. “Have you forgotten? Today, you’re my date.”Hearing that, Renee hesitated but eventually placed her hand in his. After all, she’d already signed the million-dollar contract. When Mandy found out, she’d even doubled her bonus, so Renee felt compelled to take her role seriously.She stepped out of the car slowly, but her new high heels felt unsteady. She wobbled, and before she knew it, she stumbled toward Levi.He caught her waist effortlessly. “I’ll have Joe buy you some flats. You’re tall enough; no need to torture yourself with these.”“Thank you,” Renee said, flashing a grateful smile.Just then, a familiar voice called out from across the driveway.“Levi? Renee?”Renee froze, her body stiffening. She turned slowly, almost dreading what she’d see.There they were—Ruby, arm in arm with Carl
At the very least, his future partner should be prettier than Renee, right? But, that would be a tough find.After exchanging phone numbers with Levi, Renee stood to leave.Levi, ever the gentleman, offered, “Shall I give you a ride?”Renee smiled politely. “You’re my client. It wouldn’t be appropriate. I’ll grab a cab. Take care.”Watching her walk away, Levi chuckled softly. She was intriguing.His phone buzzed.“Levi, how did the blind date go?” came his sister's teasing voice.“Which one?” Levi asked, his smile widening as he thought of Renee.“You’re smiling, aren’t you? Looks like it worked out.”“You’ll find out tomorrow.”“Promise me one thing,” his sister continued, her tone turning serious. “Don’t make things difficult for them. I don’t want to use my situation to guilt anyone.”Levi’s gaze turned cold momentarily, but he softened for his sister’s sake. “I understand.”The next morning, Renee woke early to get ready. She took extra care with her appearance, her ex
The table fell silent for a moment.Renee stared at the man in front of her, trying to gauge if he was joking. Before she could respond, the manager hurried over.“Apologies, the server mixed up the table numbers. This is actually table 26.”Renee turned to look at the man seated at table 27, who was clearly waiting. Feeling embarrassed, she glanced back at the man across from her. “Sorry about the confusion. Best of luck with your blind date.”The man’s tailored suit and expensive demeanor screamed wealth—someone she couldn’t afford to offend. Without waiting for a response, Renee quickly got up and moved to the correct table.She apologized to her client before settling in.Meanwhile, a woman dressed in the latest runway fashion took Renee’s former seat at table 26. As soon as she sat down, she began talking.“You look decent, but plenty of wealthy men chase after me. Let’s cut to the chase: unless you’re buying a million dollar house under my name, I’m not interested.”Renee
Ruby’s message pinged on Renee’s phone:"You don’t know either? Back in college, so many girls pursued him, but he ignored everyone. After the car accident, he suddenly changed, claiming he liked someone. I was still recovering in the hospital then and felt heartbroken when I heard that."That person must be you.Renee typed the response but deleted it immediately. It wasn’t her place to conclude such things. If Carl wanted to express his feelings, that should be his decision.Instead, she replied honestly:"You know how things were between my mom and my uncle. I didn’t move into the Grey family home until after Carl returned from college. I really don’t know.""I forgot about that—sorry.""No worries, I need to get back to work now.""Alright."Renee set her phone aside and stared blankly at her computer screen. Despite sitting there for ages, her design sketch wasn’t coming together.Her thoughts were interrupted when Mandy walked in. She gently tapped Renee on the shoulder,
Carl responded distractedly with a brief hum before walking away.Through the car window, Ruby watched his figure grow smaller, an unsettling emptiness welling in her chest. She suddenly clutched her chest and began to cough.Jackson, sitting in the driver’s seat, quickly handed her a bottle of water. “Miss Sanders, are you alright?”“I’m fine, just caught a chill,” Ruby replied, nervously fiddling with the bottle cap. “Mr. Chancer, did I say something wrong just now?”Jackson remained composed as ever. “Not at all. Mr. Grey is just always busy with work.”“I see,” Ruby murmured, though her worry lingered.After dropping Ruby off, Jackson returned to Carl’s downtown penthouse. While sorting through some company files, he heard the door open. When Carl walked in, Jackson’s eyes widened in disbelief.“Mr. Grey… is that…?”Carl shot him a cold glance and handed over a bag.“Send it for dry clean.”“Yes, sir.”Mandy’s new product launch was a resounding success, even drawing co