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.

Monica mean by that? Before she could ponder, she was dragged deeper into

kidnappers pressed down on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear, unwilling to accept

fate.

really going to be a pawn in

not let it end like

a car parked strangely with its door

the back seat, his large

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed,

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kidnappers were

his leg,

trembling body inadvertently brushed against the

opened wide, and the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “You’re not

can’t!” She shook her head frantically,

voice was a dark, cold chuckle. “Don’t regret it.” In an instant, his

slowly came to, the man

clothes and fled from

With a wretched wipe of her eyes, Whitney did not dare linger. Ten days

barely alive, finally made it back to the Valentine family in Banyan

endured hunger and

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

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

refused to believe it, so she

back door of the Valentine Mansion, Whitney entered with a cold gaze. Before she

find the body!” Her

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

her father,

her expressionless face stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies

they only sought to squeeze value out of her even in death, discussing using a ‘ghost marriage‘ to trap her

Besides, we know what

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

over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her uncle… All

was empty, and devils

to

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