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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.

Before she could ponder, she

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

fate.

be a pawn in Simon and Monica’s scheme,

she could not let

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

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

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

man’s icy gaze half–closed, his

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were

please!” Whitney clung to his leg, crawling into the car and slamming the door shut!

against the man’s slacks, but she was

opened wide, and the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “You’re not getting out?”

She shook

voice was a dark, cold chuckle. “Don’t regret

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

her clothes and fled from the car

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

back to the

to her name, she endured

In ten days, she hadn’t seen a single piece

injustices of her childhood, Whitney bit her

believe it, so she returned to confront the

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

rest until we find the

her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her! We’ll make a profit and bind her spirit. She won’t dare come after

That was her father, Preston

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

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

Besides, we know what happened to her

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

Simon will take over her company. Her grandfather’s legacy, her uncle… All will be taken

empty, and devils walked the

bit her lip to keep

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