Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 2694

Carrie’s face suddenly turned ugly. She said, “Mr. Labbe, do you want me to be your mistress?”

She was only twenty years old, young, and beautiful, and with her background, it would be no problem for her to marry into a wealthy family and become a young mistress.

Even if this uncle Labbe took good care of himself and was probably about the same age as her father, he actually wanted to take care of her!

It’s like an old cow eating young grass.

Mr. Labbe chuckled. “Miss Newman, you have no special skills, and you are unwilling to bow to reality, and you are unwilling to work a job that earns several thousand dollars a month. How do you live? Do you want to depend on your brother for living expenses?”

Carrie was shocked.

How did Mr. Labbe know about her conversation with Trenton?

Could it be that Mr. Labbe had people watching Carrie a long time ago, and he knew everything she had done, who she had met, and what she had said?

That, that, was too scary.

Even Zachary couldn’t do this.

“Aside from being better-looking, younger, and in better shape, what else do you have?”

Mr. Labbe’s eyes, when he looked at Carrie, were still so wild.

Carrie finally understood. When he looked at her like this, he saw her as his mistress and his plaything. No wonder the conditions he promised her were so generous, such as buying a big villa, buying a new car, and giving her $300,000 in pocket money every month.

She needed to exchange her body for it. She felt that Mr. Labbe was taking care of her.

Camryn was the second young lady in the York family, but she wanted to become someone else’s mistress. She couldn’t accept such a stark contrast.

If this man wanted to marry her, she would still consider it.

But when it came to being a mistress, she really resisted.

If the other party was a dozen years younger, as young and handsome as the York family master, she might be able to accept it.

Mr. Labbe chuckled. “I’ve given you so many benefits, but I can’t get any substantial return from you. I always feel a little bit at a disadvantage.”

Carrie immediately put the bag on the coffee table and said, “Well, I’m sorry, Mr. Labbe; please ask someone else; I can’t reach an agreement with you.”