Now that a fake was taking her place in tormenting Camryn, the real Carrie was no longer allowed to reclaim her identity. Trapped under this fabricated persona, she was forced to play the role of a mistress.

To hell with “Mrs. Longbottom”! She was not even the real one.

In Tony’s eyes, she was nothing more than a plaything, not even worthy of being called a mistress.

Rumor had it he had taken a new lover recently, showering her with affection. The actual Mrs. Longbottom had not even done anything about it. Well, she was probably powerless to intervene.

A lecherous old man like him cycled through women endlessly. Any woman married to him must have been cursed with the bad luck of eight lifetimes combined.

Carrie had considered escaping, but these two bodyguards monitored her every move; she never got a chance.

She needed to find a way to win them over. Even if she could not fully turn them to her side, she could at least soften them up and make them turn a blind eye when she fina