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On the eve of her wedding, Whitney Valentine and her younger stepsister were kidnapped, but her fiancé only

rescued her sister.

The kidnapper lunged at her with a sneer, tearing at her clothes with a vicious rip.

Still in disbelief. Whitney waited foolishly, yelling, “No! Please wait more… Simon Perlman said he’d pay the ransom.”

With a mocking laugh, the kidnapper dialed a number and barked, “Monica Valentine, your elder sister sure is a fool!”

Whitney froze.

Her sister’s mocking voice came through the phone. “You really believed that knight–in–shining–armor crap? Let me tell you the truth: I’m carrying Simon’s baby!”

Whitney’s face turned ashen. “When… When did you two get together?”

“Simon’s always loved me. He only used you to start his business! Now that he’s CEO, guess why you’re the one kidnapped?”

Chills crawled up Whitney’s arms as she shook her head in disbelief. “I don’t believe it. Put Simon on the phone!”

Then a man’s voice that came through was cold and remorseless. “Whitney, you’re no longer of any value to me. Take care on your ‘journey.”

Boom!

Whitney’s world collapsed into a pallor of despair.

Eight years of love, all just a ploy? He wanted her dead so he could take over the company!

Whitney’s tears fell down her cheeks.

Monica’s twisted laugh cut through. “He wanted to leave you a pretty corpse, but I’ll make sure you die ugly. Have your fun with her, then leave her to the wolves!”

“Monica, I treated you like my own sister. Why are you doing this? Mom and Dad won’t let you get away with

this!”

“Do you think Mom and Dad really loved you?” Monica sneered coldly.

mean by that? Before she could ponder, she was dragged deeper into

pressed down on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear,

fate.

really going to be a pawn in Simon and Monica’s scheme, toyed

not let it end like

strangely with its door ajar on

the back seat, his large silhouette vague, but

tension.

an unknown strength, she broke free from her captors and tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately

“Get lost.”

half–closed, his breath heavy with

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kidnappers were closing

trying to kill me, sir, please!” Whitney clung to his leg, crawling into the car and slamming the door shut!

inadvertently brushed against the

man’s Adam’s apple bobbed,

She shook

come,” the man’s voice was a dark, cold chuckle. “Don’t regret it.” In an instant, his powerful

slowly came to, the man was still asleep; dawn had

picked up her clothes and fled

With a wretched wipe of her eyes, Whitney did not dare linger. Ten days

barely alive, finally made it back to the Valentine family in Banyan

endured hunger and cold, clinging

hadn’t seen a single piece of news about her father searching for

said Dad never loved her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney bit her lip

to believe it, so she returned to confront

door of the Valentine Mansion, Whitney entered with a cold gaze. Before she could

we find the body!” Her

about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her! We’ll make a

a bit harsh?” That was her father, Preston Valentine, devoid of any paternal

to the floor, her expressionless face stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies of a concerned and remorseful father

sought to squeeze value out of her even in death, discussing using a ‘ghost

dirt! Besides, we know what

sure she doesn’t leave here today,” Preston’s voice was devoid

company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her uncle… All will be

empty, and devils

bit her lip to keep from storming

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