— 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

claimed they didn’t have feelings for each

wife’s place,

wife already had grown children, and

so accomplished, he might have done something about his wife, but for

felt a

provided for her made her

hadn't shown his cruel side—pinching her neck and torturing her in bed—Carrie worried she might have

come?” Carrie asked softly, sensing his change

from

“It’s hard to say.

have time,

why don’t you gather a few friends and take a trip? Or attend some upper-class events in Wiltspoon and

Carrie said in a pitiful

sweet-talked her a bit, promising to

Carrie was pleased.

the call ended, Carrie let out a quiet sigh of

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

it for her

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