— 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.

still loved his wife

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

had never let any other woman take his wife’s place, nor

had grown children, and they

done something about his wife, but for now,

felt a

Mr. Labbe provided for her made

his cruel side—pinching her neck and torturing her in bed—Carrie worried she might have actually

asked softly, sensing his change

from

“It’s hard to say.

I have time, I'll

few friends and take a trip? Or attend some upper-class events in Wiltspoon and make new connections.” “The more you attend these events, the closer you'll

when you're free,” Carrie said in

Labbe sweet-talked her a bit, promising to send her some money

Carrie was pleased.

ended, Carrie let out a quiet sigh of

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

sent it for her to buy whatever

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