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.

stunned. What did Monica mean by that? Before she could

her with sinister grins. Whitney

fate.

to be a pawn in Simon and

could not let

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

large

tension.

the car, desperately pleading, “Sir, could you please let

“Get lost.”

man’s icy gaze half–closed, his breath

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kidnappers were closing

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

brushed against the man’s slacks,

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

She shook her

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

came to, the man was still asleep; dawn had not

and fled from the car

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

finally made it back to the

nothing to her name, she endured hunger and

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

injustices of her childhood, Whitney bit

believe it, so she returned to

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

we find the

her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost

That was her

expressionless face stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies of a

of her even in death, discussing using a ‘ghost marriage‘ to trap her

from misfortune, a life cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know

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

over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy,

empty, and devils walked

lip to keep

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