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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.

that? Before she could ponder, she was dragged

on her with sinister grins. Whitney trembled with fear,

fate.

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

let it

strangely with its door ajar on

large silhouette vague, but the atmosphere was heavy

tension.

her captors and tumbled down the hill toward the car, desperately pleading, “Sir,

“Get lost.”

icy gaze half–closed, his breath

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kidnappers were closing

to his leg, crawling into

against the man’s slacks, but she was

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

shook her head

the man’s voice was a dark, cold

to, the man was

up her clothes and fled from

a wretched wipe of her eyes,

alive, finally made it back to the Valentine family in Banyan

endured hunger and cold,

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

injustices of her childhood, Whitney bit

it, so she

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

can’t rest until we find the body!”

if you’re worried about her haunting us, let’s arrange a ‘ghost marriage‘ for her!

harsh?” That was her father, Preston

floor, her expressionless face stripped bare by the cold, and her fantasies of a concerned

they only sought to squeeze value out of her even in death, discussing using a ‘ghost marriage‘

Besides,

If she’s alive, I’ll 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

and

lip to keep

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