— 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.

if he still loved his wife

have feelings for each other, she

woman take his wife’s place, nor did he allow his mistresses

already had grown children, and they

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

felt a bit

Mr. Labbe provided for her

neck and torturing her in bed—Carrie worried

asked softly,

a little sweet talk from

“It’s hard to say.

have time,

a few friends and take a trip? Or attend some upper-class events in Wiltspoon

when you're free,” Carrie said in a

to send her some money to

Carrie was pleased.

Carrie let out a quiet

notification from the bank—$500,000 had been deposited into

had sent it for her to

bank message and her account balance, Carrie realized that

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