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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.

by that? Before

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

fate.

going to be a pawn in

she could not let

parked strangely with its door ajar on

his large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere was

tension.

free from her captors and tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately pleading, “Sir, could you please

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed,

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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

against the man’s slacks, but she

man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “You’re not getting out?”

shook her head frantically,

sent you, since you’ve come,” the man’s voice was a dark, cold

the man was still asleep; dawn had not

her clothes and fled

lost something precious. With a wretched wipe of her eyes, Whitney did not

alive, finally made it back to the Valentine family

her name, she endured hunger and

clenched her fist. In ten days, she hadn’t seen a

Dad never loved her. Recalling the injustices

to believe it, so she returned to confront

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

find the

arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her! We’ll

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

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

sought to squeeze value out of her even in death,

a life cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened to her mother. If Whitney’s still alive and finds out your

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

over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her

was empty, and devils

to keep from storming

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