— 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.

sure if he still loved his wife or

he claimed they didn’t have feelings for each other,

never let any other woman take his wife’s place, nor did he allow his mistresses to have

already had grown children,

he might have done something about his wife,

felt a

Labbe provided for her

hadn't shown his cruel side—pinching her neck and torturing her in

asked softly, sensing his change

sweet talk from

“It’s hard to say.

have time, I'll

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

Carrie said in a pitiful

promising to send her some money

Carrie was pleased.

the call ended, Carrie let out a quiet sigh

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

Labbe had sent it for her to

Carrie realized that being scolded wasn't so bad

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