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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,

grins. Whitney trembled

fate.

she really going to be a pawn in Simon

could not let it

parked strangely with its door ajar on the

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

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

half–closed,

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kidnappers were

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

body inadvertently brushed against the man’s slacks, but

and the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed,

She shook her

a dark, cold chuckle.

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

up her clothes and fled from the car

lost something precious. With a wretched wipe of her

made it back to the Valentine family in

she endured hunger

a single piece of news

her. Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney bit her

believe it, so she returned to confront the

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

find

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

that a bit harsh?” That was her father,

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

to squeeze value out of her even in death, discussing using a

misfortune, a life cheaper than dirt! Besides, we know what happened to her mother. If Whitney’s still alive and finds out

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

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

empty, and devils walked

bit her lip to keep from storming

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