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 ponder, she was dragged deeper

on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with

fate.

in Simon and Monica’s scheme, toyed

she could not let it end

car parked strangely with its door ajar on the dark

back seat, his large silhouette vague,

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

man’s icy gaze half–closed, his breath

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kidnappers were

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

inadvertently brushed against the man’s slacks, but she was

wide, and the man’s Adam’s

shook her

the man’s voice was a dark, cold

to, the man was still

up her clothes and fled from the

With a wretched wipe of her eyes,

made it back to the Valentine family in

she endured hunger and

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

Recalling the injustices of her

refused to believe it, so she returned to confront the

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

rest until we find the body!”

as she said, “Dad, if you’re 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, Preston Valentine, devoid of

the cold, and

out of her even in death, discussing using a ‘ghost

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

she’s alive, I’ll make sure she doesn’t leave

take over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her

and devils walked

her lip to keep

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