Ring, ring, ring...

Timothy's phone rang. It was his father.

Adjusting his expression, he answered while walking toward his car. "Dad."

"Timothy, what's going on? Any progress?"

Mr. Labbe was still in Carrie's room, but he had stepped onto the balcony to make the call. Inside, Carrie lay fast asleep, her brows furrowed in discomfort.

She had barely gotten any rest last night. Mr. Labbe had kept her up for hours, showing no mercy.

She had begged him to stop, but he ignored her pleas, even forcing her to take some pills that left her barely conscious.

Carrie cursed him in her mind before drifting into uneasy sleep. She knew full well that to him, she was nothing more than a mistress-a tool for his pleasure. If she had been his wife, he wouldn't have treated her this way.

had dreamed of replacing Mrs. Labbe, of becoming the real lady of the house.

even want revenge on Serenity anymore. She

She had boarded his ship,

even gotten involved willingly-he

"Dad, Tinsley is impossible to crack. Honestly, I should've gone

young, inexperienced-easier

Tinsley. He had been chasing her for ages with

had heard this, would have

Because she was

but she was anything but

to be wary of outsiders. Even their youngest sibling, who hadn't yet come

Especially around men.

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