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.

did Monica mean by that? Before she could

grins. Whitney trembled with fear, unwilling

fate.

going to be a pawn in Simon and Monica’s scheme, toyed with to her

could not let it end like

a car parked strangely with its

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

tension.

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

“Get lost.”

man’s icy gaze half–closed, his

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kidnappers were

to kill me, sir, please!” Whitney clung to his leg, crawling

against the man’s slacks,

man’s Adam’s apple bobbed,

shook her head frantically,

voice was a dark,

man

picked up her clothes and

of her eyes, Whitney did not dare linger. Ten

it back to

to her name, she endured

she hadn’t seen a single piece

Recalling the injustices of her childhood, Whitney

so she returned to

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

until we find the

her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost

a bit harsh?” That was her father, Preston Valentine, devoid of

stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies of

of her even in death, discussing

Whitney was born to shield Monica from misfortune, a life cheaper than dirt! Besides,

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

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

was empty, and devils walked the

her lip to keep from storming

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