hapter 1

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.

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

on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear, unwilling to

fate.

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

she could not let

saw a car parked strangely with its door ajar on the dark roadside below the

in the back seat, his large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere was

tension.

strength, she broke free from her captors and tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately pleading, “Sir, could you please let me

“Get lost.”

gaze half–closed, his breath heavy

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were closing

clung to his leg, crawling into the car and slamming the door

body inadvertently brushed against the

predatory eyes suddenly opened wide, and the man’s

shook

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

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

and fled

wipe of

barely alive, finally made it back to

she endured hunger and cold, clinging to

In ten days, she hadn’t seen a single piece of news about her father

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

it, so she returned to confront

gaze. Before she could step further, she heard a dispute from

rest until we find the

was sinister as she said, “Dad, if you’re worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her!

That was her father, Preston Valentine, devoid of any

stripped bare by the cold, and her

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

cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened to

make sure she doesn’t leave

her company. Her grandfather’s legacy,

empty, and

lip to keep

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