Chapter 1

"Help! Mrs. Wilson has fallen into the lake!"

A chorus of insincere cries for help echoed through the vast villa garden. The housekeepers by the lake appeared frantic with their chaotic footsteps, but none genuinely intended to rescue her.

Linda Felix felt the icy water envelop her body. Soon, a warm trickle of blood seeped out, as if something was being torn from her insides.

Before she lost consciousness, she saw her imposter, Ida Clinton, whom her mother-in-law, Joanne Clay, had painstakingly brought in.

Ida stood with her arms crossed in the pavilion as she watched the scene unfold with a victorious stance.

Another set of footsteps approached. Through her blurry vision, Linda caught sight of her husband. His tall figure sparked a flicker of hope.

She wanted to call for help, but being submerged in the water, she couldn't utter a word.

William Wilson's steps were slow and unhurried. He squatted by the lake and watched Linda struggle with cold and indifferent eyes.

The clear water was now stained red from the blood flowing out of Linda's body, turning the small man-made lake a ghastly crimson.

Linda's vision blurred further as her strength faded. Darkness enveloped her as she passed out, and the last image of William's indifferent, mocking smile burned into her mind. Voices of the unpunished, fearless housekeepers floated through the air. "Isn't Mrs. Wilson a strong swimmer? How could she not get out of such a small man-made lake?

"I bet she's trying to gain Mr. Wilson's sympathy again. After all, Mrs. Wilson always loved these petty tricks."

everyone in Osmo knew Linda-Mrs.

had just taken over Wilson Group and needed

Felix Group's heiress and the

when she turned 20, and it had been four

John's untimely death, Felix Group steadily declined. They now fully relied on Wilson Group just to avoid

the picture. They anticipated her downfall, and

hoped that her unconditional love over the past four

she fell into the lake and saw William's indifferent eyes, Linda's hope

of love was nothing but a long,

...

beeping around her. She slowly opened her eyes and

react, a cold, emotionless voice greeted her, "You're

memories from before she lost consciousness rushed

Linda clenched the bedsheet until her veins bulged and her knuckles

chill indifference in his eyes sent shivers through her, piercing her to the bone. His expression was inscrutable and

face William's coldness with a smile and had always run to

fire and getting

carried with naive bravery, ended today. Her love now turned to bitterness that lingered

a stiff smile. Her voice carried a hint of forced toughness, which seemed particularly ridiculous in the face of her

love you. Pulling it off once or twice might have been interesting, but doing it over and over? You're not just exhausting yourself, but you're exhausting me, too." Her chin hurt from his grip. Linda wanted to

wouldn't believe her. With that,

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