Chapter 9

Clenching his fist, Wren turned around calmly to greet Carlisle and Shirley.

Only then did Carlisle feel better. While removing his coat, he glanced around the quiet villa. "Where's Katrina and Clara? Wasn't Clara discharged from the hospital this morning?" "I'm not sure," answered Wren.

Carlisle eyed Wren before turning to the housekeeper beside them. "Are they not back yet?"

The housekeeper responded carefully, "Before leaving this morning, Mrs. Zachman went to Ms. Salford's room to take a few things. She never came back after that." Wren furrowed his brows.

Carlisle stopped removing his tie, his expression filled with displeasure and anger. "The older Katrina gets, the more trouble she causes.

"She's still harping on such trivial matters, isn't she? And now, she's leaving the house with her niece as an act of protest to me?"

"Carlisle, Katrina's just caught up in anger. "Maybe she'll come back with Clara in a few days. Don't be mad at her. I don't

smile, which quickly faded as soon as he spoke about Katrina. "She's only behaving like that because she's lived a good life for too long." Wren did not want to watch

Ivy to Havenbrook tomorrow for a business meeting. I've asked my secretary to book your

instinctively rejected, "There are still a lot of

to worry about that. I will get someone to take care of it," Carlisle interrupted,

it, so the

...

to the office. She sat on the chair with a picture of four in

Caldwell, and her brother-in-law were still alive at that time while Katrina was not married to Carlisle yet. She

Katrina turned around to look at her reflection in the window. She looked

she

face, hitting against the glass of the frame. Katrina instantly snapped

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