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.

mean by that? Before

sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear,

fate.

be a pawn in Simon and

not let it

she saw a car parked strangely with its door ajar on the dark

man sat in the back seat, his large

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

gaze half–closed,

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were

to his

against the man’s slacks, but she was

and the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “You’re

She shook her head

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

man

and fled from

wipe of her eyes, Whitney did not dare linger.

back

nothing to her name, she endured hunger

days, she hadn’t seen a single

her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney

refused to believe it, so she returned to confront the

of the Valentine Mansion, Whitney entered with a cold gaze. Before she could step further, she heard a

we find the

tone was sinister as she said, “Dad, if you’re worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘

harsh?” That was her father, Preston Valentine, devoid of

the floor, her expressionless face stripped bare by the

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

a life cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened to her mother. If Whitney’s still

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

and Simon will take over her company. Her

empty, and devils walked the

lip to keep from storming

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