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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.

What did Monica mean by that? Before she could ponder,

grins. Whitney

fate.

be a pawn in Simon and Monica’s scheme, toyed

could not let it

saw a car parked strangely with its door ajar on the

his large silhouette vague, but the

tension.

tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately pleading, “Sir,

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed, his breath heavy

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sir, please!” Whitney clung to his leg, crawling into the car and slamming the door shut!

trembling body inadvertently brushed against the man’s slacks, but

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

can’t!” She shook her head

man’s voice was a dark, cold chuckle. “Don’t regret

Whitney slowly came to, the man was

and

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

back

name, she endured hunger and cold,

ten days, she hadn’t seen a single piece

loved her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood,

to believe it, so she returned

gaze. Before she could step

rest until we find the body!” Her stepmother,

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

That was her father, Preston Valentine, devoid

by the cold,

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

cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened

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

company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her uncle… All will be taken care

was empty, and devils

lip to

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