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.

did Monica mean by that? Before

with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear, unwilling

fate.

be a pawn in

she could not let it

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

large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed, his

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kidnappers were closing

please!” Whitney clung to his leg,

brushed against the

man’s Adam’s apple

can’t!” She shook her head frantically,

come,” the man’s voice was a dark, cold chuckle. “Don’t

slowly came to, the man was still asleep; dawn had

picked up her clothes and

wretched wipe of her eyes, Whitney did not dare

back to the Valentine family

endured hunger

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

never loved her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney

so she returned to confront the

Mansion, Whitney entered with a cold gaze. Before she could

rest until we find the body!” Her stepmother, Yvonne,

worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her! We’ll make a profit and bind her spirit. She won’t dare

bit harsh?” That was her father,

the cold, and her

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

a life cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what

sure she doesn’t leave here today,” Preston’s voice was

her company. Her grandfather’s

was empty, and devils

lip to

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