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.

mean by that? Before she could ponder,

her with sinister grins. Whitney

fate.

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

let

with its door ajar on the dark roadside

seat, his large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere

tension.

and tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately pleading, “Sir, could you please

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed, his

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were closing

his leg, crawling into the car

body inadvertently brushed against the man’s slacks, but

man’s Adam’s apple

shook

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

Whitney slowly came to, the man was still

picked up her clothes and fled from the car

she lost something precious. With a wretched wipe of

barely alive, finally made it back to the Valentine family

name, she endured hunger

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

loved her. Recalling the injustices of

refused to believe it, so she returned to

Mansion, Whitney entered with a cold gaze. Before she could step further, she heard a dispute from the living

can’t rest until we find the body!” Her

worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her! We’ll make a profit and bind her spirit. She won’t dare come

her father, Preston Valentine, devoid of any paternal

to the floor, her expressionless face stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies

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

cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened to her

leave here today,” Preston’s voice was devoid of any fatherly

take over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her uncle…

was empty, and devils walked the

her lip to keep from

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