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. Now, she had

didn't even want revenge on Serenity anymore. She just wanted to escape

too late. She had boarded his

gotten involved willingly-he had

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

She's young, inexperienced-easier

Tinsley. He had been chasing her for ages with nothing to show

if she had heard this, would

her? Because she was young

she was

wary of

Especially around men.

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