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

on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear, unwilling

fate.

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

let

car parked strangely with its door ajar

seat, his large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere was

tension.

the car, desperately pleading, “Sir, could you please let me in to take shelter for a

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed, his breath heavy with

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his leg, crawling into the car and slamming the door shut!

body inadvertently brushed against the

suddenly opened wide, and the man’s Adam’s apple

shook her

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

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

up her clothes and fled

night, she lost something precious. With a wretched wipe of her eyes,

alive, finally made it back to the Valentine family

she endured hunger and cold, clinging

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

her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney bit her

believe it, so she returned to

gaze. Before she could step further, she heard a dispute from

rest until we find the body!” Her

if you’re worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘

that a bit harsh?” That was her

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

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

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

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

her reputation. Monica and Simon will take over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her

was empty, and devils walked the

her lip to

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