— Mr. Labbe thought he was far better than young men.

In fact, they couldn’t compete with him.

He had status, money, power, and influence.

Young men, unless they were born into wealthy families, couldn’t match what he had.

Even many rich heirs didn’t have his level of power.

“I'm really busy right now and can't visit.

I do miss you a bit, though,” he said.

“I won't be able to visit during the New Year.

I have a lot of events to attend, and I need to be with my family.

My wife doesn’t care much about me most of the time, but during the holidays, she expects me to be with her for family gatherings.

You understand, right?” Carrie knew he was married with kids.

He never hid it from her.

wasn't sure if he still loved his wife or

have feelings for each other, she

wife’s place, nor did he

his wife already had grown children, and they had been raised

something about his wife, but for now, they were part of what made his wife

a

Labbe provided for her made her somewhat attached to

side—pinching her neck and torturing

when will you come?” Carrie asked softly,

a little sweet talk from

“It’s hard to say.

have

attend some upper-class events in Wiltspoon and make new connections.” “The more you attend these

free,” Carrie said in

her a bit, promising to send her

Carrie was pleased.

Carrie let out a quiet sigh

after, she got a notification from the bank—$500,000 had

Labbe had sent it for

message and her account balance, Carrie realized that being scolded

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