— 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

claimed they didn’t have feelings for

place, nor did he allow his mistresses to have

wife already had grown children,

accomplished, he might have done something about his wife, but for now, they were part of what

felt a

provided for her made her somewhat attached

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

Carrie asked softly, sensing his

from

“It’s hard to say.

I have time, I'll

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

free,” Carrie said

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

Carrie was pleased.

call ended, Carrie let out a

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

sent it for her to buy

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