Meanwhile, at the Labbe family villa.

Since Carrie adopted the identity of Mrs. Labbe, the villa that Mr. Labbe purchased for her to reside in naturally carried the Labbe surname.

She lingered outside until dusk before heading back to the villa.

The car brought her to the villa, where she noticed the lights were brightly illuminated.

She knew that Mr. Labbe was arriving.

Carrie felt a mix of nervousness and fear, fully aware of who Mr. Labbe was.

Initially, she had entertained thoughts of replacing the real Mrs. Labbe, winning Mr. Labbe over, and making him submissive to her.

However, during their last encounter, Mr. Labbe nearly strangled her and looked at her with such intensity that it terrified her to the core.

She realized that if she failed to follow Mr. Labbe’s orders, he might genuinely kill her.

If she dared to entertain other thoughts and upset Mr. Labbe, she would not be able to win his favor.

He was quite generous with his gifts, providing her with beautiful outfits and jewelry sets, and giving her more money than he had promised.

Even when he wasn’t present, he would occasionally send her red envelopes.

If Mr. Labbe hadn’t once gripped her neck, Carrie might have believed he truly cared for her.

“Madam, we’ve arrived home.”

Once the bodyguard parked the car, he noticed that Carrie remained still in the back seat. After waiting two minutes, he saw she wouldn’t get out, so he refrained from turning around to prompt her.

This was not her home.

Carrie silently screamed in her mind.

Her true home was the Newman family mansion, where she had lived since birth. Currently, Camryn was occupying that space. What made it even more frustrating was that the house was legally in Camryn’s name.

Her parents had moved her and her brother, Trenton, there decades ago. All the staff had once centered their lives around their family of four. Carrie just couldn’t comprehend why her…

The parents did not change the names on the property certificate to their own. If they had, the Newman family mansion would be registered in her parents’ name, and she would have a stake in it. Camryn wouldn’t be able to evict her as easily as she does now.

She successfully eased Carrie’s anxiety about Mr. Labbe. Carrie admitted with a hint of embarrassment, “I was lost in thought just now.”

Picking up her bag, she opened the door and exited the vehicle.

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Gazing at the opulently decorated villa before her, Carrie took a few deep breaths before approaching the house. The two bodyguards refrained from following her inside this time.

Once Mr. Labbe arrived, no one else could enter without his permission, leaving only him and Carrie in the room. She was uncomfortable with the idea of the bodyguards being present when he visited, as he sometimes displayed inappropriate behavior regarding relationships, and she feared being observed by his subordinates.

His cruel treatment of Carrie heightened her fear of him. Fortunately, he wasn’t always so twisted. Privately, she had inquired with the bodyguard about how Mr. Labbe treated the real Mrs. Labbe.

The bodyguard shot her a frosty glare, stating that she was unqualified to ask about Mrs. Labbe. Carrie felt infuriated, as she was still the second young lady of the Newman family.

The two bodyguards showed her no respect; their outward courtesy was merely for show. Carrie preferred to be outside, where at least her dignity was intact, and the bodyguards who monitored her treated her with respect.

She could go wherever she wanted, but Mr. Labbe did not.

restrict her freedom.

As Carrie approached the door of the house, she paused. First, she straightened her clothes, then she took out the small mirror she had brought from her bag. She checked her reflection to ensure she looked presentable before proceeding. With a confident stride, she turned her waist and stepped inside.

She was still young, barely in her early twenties.

The age of a flower—so delicate.