Carrie’s face suddenly turned ugly. She said, “Mr. Labbe, do you want me to be your mistress?”

She was only twenty years old, young, and beautiful, and with her background, it would be no problem for her to marry into a wealthy family and become a young mistress.

Even if this uncle Labbe took good care of himself and was probably about the same age as her father, he actually wanted to take care of her!

It’s like an old cow eating young grass.

Mr. Labbe chuckled. “Miss Newman, you have no special skills, and you are unwilling to bow to reality, and you are unwilling to work a job that earns several thousand dollars a month. How do you live? Do you want to depend on your brother for living expenses?”

Carrie was shocked.

How did Mr. Labbe know about her conversation with Trenton?

Could it be that Mr. Labbe had people watching Carrie a long time ago, and he knew everything she had done, who she had met, and what she had said?

that, was too

couldn’t

younger, and in better shape, what else do you

eyes, when he looked at Carrie, were still so

understood. When he looked at her like this, he saw her as his mistress and his plaything. No wonder the conditions he promised

her body for it. She felt that Mr. Labbe was

hand on her thigh. He said, “Miss Newman, follow me so that you can have a backer and continue to live

the future. Don’t you want to

often, and you don’t have to stay with me every day. At most, it will only be a few times a month. But you can get a

do this for me. Others are afraid of the power of the York family and dare

groping

this be just formal support? It’s just a show

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