As long as she was obedient enough, Carrie thought Mr. Labbe would not scare her again.

Mr. Labbe was sitting on the sofa in the hall, holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking leisurely and content, taking a sip of wine from time to time.

Hearing the footsteps, he did not look at Carrie.

Carrie came over, put down her bag, sat next to him, and called out coquettishly, “Mr. Labbe.”

Mr. Labbe turned his head and glanced at her. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and Carrie was startled.

Did she do something wrong?

“Mr. Labbe, have you eaten?” Carrie didn’t dare to sound coquetish anymore and asked him cautiously.

Mr. Labbe hummed lightly. He leaned back and said, “The invitation on the table is for you to attend the banquet tomorrow night.”

“There, I bought you several sets of evening dresses and several sets of jewelry. Wear whichever one you like.”

Mr. Labbe looked towards a single sofa.

exquisite bags and several bright red brocade boxes placed on the

up the invitation letter, opened

she stood up and walked over to look at

evening gowns were all beautiful, not to mention

she still couldn’t help laughing when faced with

thank you; you

to exceed that of Zachary and Callum. If Carrie helped Mr. Labbe accomplish something, got Mr. Labbe’s praise, and gave birth to a baby, as

be better than

from Mr. Labbe,

neck with murderous intent; he would

and asked her, “Do you like

worry; I will definitely perform well tomorrow night,

Labbe waved

Mr. Labbe stretched out his hand to hold her, and she fell

choked and coughed, but she didn’t dare to resist, so Mr. Labbe drank half

The drinks were hot.

Carrie’s face turned red.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255