Chapter 1

"Madeline Grant, you're a murderer! Why are you still alive? You should have died instead!"

Noah Quincy angrily shoved her away from him. His expression was as somber and desolate as the funereal black suit he was wearing.

Taken by surprise, Madeline lost her balance and fell, landing on her heavily-pregnant belly. The pain was so intense that spasms shook her entire body, and she cried out in agony.

Blood began slowly trickling onto the ground.

Nonetheless, she forced herself to ignore the pain and looked up with swollen, red-rimmed eyes. With a bleak, mirthless expression, she pleaded, "Noah, how many times do I need to say this before you'll believe me? I wasn't the one who betrayed your family or the Quinton Corporation, and I certainly didn't cause your grandfather's death."

"You have the nerve to say that in front of me?! Have we mistreated you in any way?! Wasn't it enough for you to marry into our family and be an adored daughter-in-law? Instead, you turned around and sold confidential information about the family business, plunging it into dire straits! When Grandpa found out your little secret, you ruthlessly disposed of him!"

Madeline shook her head vigorously. "I told you, it wasn't me! It was Angie!"

Noah was furious. Glaring down at her with contempt, he snapped, "How dare you involve your sister in this mess! Haven't you done enough harm to her already? What more do you want?!"

Time and time again, this woman schemed and plotted without remorse, but like a fool, he always relented and forgave her in the end!

Steely determination and anger flared up in Noah's eyes, and he flung a divorce settlement agreement right in Madeline's face. "You'll sign this right now! From today on, I'm going to make you pay a thousand times over for everything you've done!"

The sight of the document was like a dagger to Madeline's heart. Her entire body felt as if it had been turned to ice on the spot as if she had been consigned to the freezing wastelands of Hell itself.

furiously. "No…I won't sign the divorce papers. Our child

not get divorced, not right now. She did not want her child to be stigmatized and suffer as a

warn you, don't you dare use that child to threaten me! If it weren't because of your pregnancy, do you think I'd even let you

being intimidated. This woman, however, had done

"Call the police!"

stalked out of the house, seething with rage. He did not so much as spare Madeline

hope. She did not believe he could treat her so cruelly

only that, her sister, Angie, was in the

was the

to drag her perfidious sibling out of the car and throttle her

blaring, and a police car

murder and sold corporate secrets. We have conclusive evidence

dragged her toward the police car. She staggered and fell to the ground again. Her hatred consumed her;

only ever believe whatever that bitch says, never me! You'll regret this someday! If you've caused my unborn child to come

mingling with the bloody trail on the ground where the police had dragged her to the car. Her desolate cries carried through the

catch a glimpse of

ears, and her accusations seemed

clearly the culprit, so why

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