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.

that? Before she could ponder, she was dragged deeper

sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear, unwilling

fate.

she really going to be a pawn in

she could not let

with its door

seat, his large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere was

tension.

toward the car, desperately pleading,

“Get lost.”

man’s icy gaze half–closed, his breath heavy

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kidnappers were

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

inadvertently brushed against the man’s slacks, but

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

shook her

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

Whitney slowly came to, the man was still asleep; dawn had

clothes and fled from the car

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

back

nothing to her name, she endured hunger and cold, clinging

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

her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney

believe it, so she

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

find

worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her! We’ll make a profit and bind her spirit. She

her father, Preston Valentine, devoid of

stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies

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

than dirt! Besides, we know what happened to

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

Monica and Simon will take over her company.

and

bit her lip to

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