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.

What did Monica mean by that? Before she could ponder, she was

grins. Whitney

fate.

really going to be a pawn in Simon and

she could not let it

saw a car parked strangely with its door

sat in the back seat, his large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere was heavy with

tension.

tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately pleading, “Sir, could you please let me

“Get lost.”

half–closed, his

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were

Whitney clung to his leg, crawling into the

the man’s slacks,

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

She shook

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

the man

her clothes and fled from the car in

wretched wipe of

back to the

name, she endured hunger

she hadn’t seen a single

injustices of her

to believe it, so she returned

entered with a cold gaze. Before she could step further, she heard a dispute

until we find the body!” Her stepmother,

tone was sinister 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

a bit harsh?” That was her father, Preston

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

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

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

I’ll make sure she doesn’t leave here today,”

take over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy,

empty, and devils walked the

to keep from

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