The former top heiress of North City was getting married, despite her reputation that was left in tatters for her alleged debauchery.

Naturally, high society was left in an uproar once word got out.

Cordy Sachs, who was dressed in a Franconia designer wedding dress, was looking at the reflection of her dazzling, beautiful face in the mirror.

After dating Kyle Wickham for three years, they were finally tying the knot—he still loved her even though everyone was trying to put her down.

Smiling expectantly with tears welling in her eyes, she reared her chin slightly as she lifted her skirt and started toward the door… only for rolling wisps of smoke to seep through the slit around the door, creeping into the washroom impatiently as if looking for an outlet.

A fire?!

Cordy’s face fell. Pinching her nose as she stepped outside, she found the banquet hall that had been exceedingly lively a second ago now empty.

There was only the thick smoke and fire that seemed bent on consuming everything.

She did not hesitate to head toward the location of the exit in her memory, but she would be lying if she said she was not afraid of the rolling smoke and the blinding flames.

That was when a man suddenly charged inside the hall.

It was Cordy’s fiance, Kyle Jessop.

Seemingly seeing salvation, she cried out as she coughed and spluttered, “Kyle, I’m here…”

Kyle, however, ignored her as he looked around anxiously.

Then, pausing for a moment as if finding his target, he did not hesitate to run in the opposite direction from Cordy, even though every second counted.

Then, as Cordy looked on, he picked up another woman who had been caught within the hall like Cordy and hurried outside.

“I knew you would come for me, Kyle…” Cordy could clearly hear the woman’s enfeebled voice, at once tender and aggrieved. “I was so afraid…”

if she was bludgeoned, her vision blacking out as she felt a dull pain over

belonged to her stepsister, Noel Sachs.

on the line to

as if sliced through by a razor blade, and it was a suffocation more lethal than the smoke

she was rendered speechless, the glass chandelier overhead suddenly came crashing

Clang!

even as she dropped to the floor, her soul seemingly

turned around just then and saw Cordy falling behind

out of the hall without a care with the other woman in

on the verge of death, but she could still clearly hear him tenderly assuring Noel, “It’s alright. I’m here

‘I’m here now…’

violent heat surrounded her but she felt utterly cold

as that familiar figure slowly disappeared

the firefighters arrived just

inhaled too much smoke and suffered blunt trauma on her right leg—she was unconscious when they

not until the next morning that she woke

in North City and a ray of sunshine landed on her pale,

coolly out at the blue sky and the clouds above. Her calm visage showed no emotion, and she was so still she

the door to her ward, and she turned to find her father,

you alright, Cordy?” Noel asked

think about right then was the sight of

see that your sister cares about you?” her father, Simon Sachs, snapped

other hand, Cordy’s stepmother, Sue Yorkman, could see that Cordy did not want to talk. Sue quickly told him, “Simon, Cordy

Kyle actually loves, and it’s a lucky coincidence that the

despite her fury and she asked Simon,

said with utter conviction. “You’d already dragged our family’s name through the mud when you had a child out of wedlock! All of North City

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