LOGINMy company hosts an appreciation gala to thank long-time clients. I go to the company's cold storage to retrieve the batch of wine just flown in from overseas when a stream of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "That was close! She almost caught Daisy covered in red wine and looking all seductive. Good thing Tristan reacted fast and hid her in the freezer." "Can Scarlett just leave already? Look how cold Daisy and Tristan are. They are shivering. What if they catch a cold?" I pause mid-step, my gaze landing on the freezer behind me. Red wine is dripping out, and a piece of fabric is caught in the door. On it, I see the motif I personally sew onto my fiancé's clothes. Just then, the comments appear again. "Tristan plays it cool, claiming he is all about platonic love and staying chaste for Daisy. What a touching romance!" I smirked coldly. The platonic act is fake. The truth is he's cheating on me. Without a word, I turn around and toss the clothes they leave on the floor into the trash. Then, I lock the cold storage door and call the boss, who is in the middle of giving a speech. I exclaim over the phone, "A thief broke into the company! I locked them in the cold storage. Please bring some men and come over quickly!"
View MoreWhen Tristan saw the cold, detached look on Richard's face, he knew that no one was coming to save him. Something in him snapped."I wanted him dead!" he roared. "Why is it that whenever anyone mentions the Harringtons, they only know Ethan, and not Tristan?""Everyone looks down on me and treats me like some useless playboy. They keep comparing me to him, but how was I any worse than him?"Richard said in a voice heavy with exhaustion, "This is the path you chose. You were the one who refused to take on the responsibility of inheriting the family business."Victoria chimed in, "Your father and I treated you both exactly the same when you were kids. You had the same education, and you were the one who couldn't handle the boring classes, so you voluntarily gave up your inheritance."I never imagined you'd kill Ethan out of pure jealousy."She looked at him disappointedly. "I spoiled you more because you were the youngest, but how did you suddenly turn out this way?"Drained, Tris
I took the wedding ring from Tristan's hand, toyed with it for a moment, and flicked it far into the distance.Then, I smiled and said, "Even if you ask a million times today, I'll never marry you."Tristan's expression completely darkened as he furiously hissed, "Everyone's watching, Scarlett. What tantrum are you throwing now?"I gently shook my head. "I'm not throwing a tantrum; I'm simply refusing to marry a murderer."As the words left my lips, police officers threw the doors open and marched up to Tristan before presenting a warrant. "Tristan Harrington, following our investigation, you're suspected of murdering Mr. Ethan Harrington. Please come with us."The officer's loud voice boomed across the entire estate, and the guests turned to look at Tristan in disbelief."Tristan killed his brother? Is he insane?""So this is how brutal power struggles in wealthy families can get. He won't even spare his family."Tristan's face turned a sickly grey when he heard the officer's
I squinted and studied Tristan's face closely. When he spoke those words, a flicker of genuine joy and triumph flashed in his eyes.My heart sank as I wondered if Ethan's death was just an accident.As suspicion took root, I immediately hired a private team to dig deeper. Finally, on the day before the wedding, a stack of evidence was compiled into a neat file and placed on my desk.After reading through it, I exhaled heavily and drove to the Harrington residence to have a long, private conversation with Richard.…The wedding preparations were in full swing. A few days before the ceremony, Tristan came to me and said, "Scarlett, we both have companies to inherit, so I'm not asking for anything else. All you have to do is give me a son."If you want an heir to inherit the Thorne family business, I'll let him take your last name."The comment section, which had been silent for a while now, flickered back to life. "Tristan's smart. That way, she'd have at least two pregnancies,
Dad owed a life-saving debt to Tristan's father, Richard Harrington. As a result, I couldn't use aggressive business tactics to bankroll the Harringtons into bankruptcy.Finding a gentle way to acquire their assets was a problem.But then, an idea hit me. With a plan forming in my mind, I didn't bother looking back at Tristan and Daisy's silent, flirtatious exchange and quickly turned to leave.…Dad was waiting on the couch when I got home. He solemnly said, "I've looked into what happened today. How will you handle the arranged marriage with the Harringtons?"There was anger and regret in his eyes as if he hadn't expected to be blinded and misjudged someone so badly.I sat beside him and replied, "I'm definitely not marrying Tristan, but I'm going to take the Harrington family's fortune."He frowned slightly. "Richard saved my life, so we can't be ungrateful.""I know, and that's why I need you to look into something that might've happened abroad. If we can confirm it, I have












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