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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.

stunned. What did Monica mean by that? Before she could ponder, she was dragged

on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear,

fate.

pawn in Simon and Monica’s scheme, toyed

not let it end

its door ajar on

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

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed, his breath

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were

please!” Whitney clung to his leg, crawling into

the man’s

the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “You’re not getting

She shook her head

dark, cold chuckle. “Don’t regret it.” In an instant, his powerful frame enveloped

to, the man was

up her clothes and fled from the car

she lost something precious. With a wretched wipe of her

alive, finally made it back to the Valentine

her name, she endured

a single piece of news about her father searching

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

it, so she

entered with a cold gaze. Before she could step further, she heard a

we find the body!”

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

bit harsh?” That was her father,

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

they only sought to squeeze value out of her even in death,

life cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened

alive, I’ll make sure she doesn’t leave here today,” Preston’s voice was devoid of

smear her reputation. Monica and Simon will take over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her uncle… All will be taken care

was empty, and devils walked

her lip to keep from storming

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