Chapter 4

I lifted my head and stared at Evelyn, my gaze cold enough to freeze over.

She was finally dropping the act.

I was about to lay my cards on the table, but before I could get the words out, I suddenly felt something off with my body.

My chest felt tight, my head spun, and my limbs went weak. I couldn't even force my jaw open.

I gripped the edge of the table, my face turning ashen.

Evelyn stared at me and smiled. Only this time, the smile had changed. It was cold, vicious, and twisted with a hint of satisfaction.

"What's wrong?" she asked. "Starting to feel off?"

She leaned in, lowering her voice into a whisper. "Too late. The bottle you were drinking from was high-proof liquor I picked out myself. At this point, even if you want to fight back, I'm afraid it's a little too late."

After saying that, she clapped her hands. The door to the private room opened, and a man walked in with contempt written all over his face.

Evelyn threw herself at him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

My eyes widened, but my body wouldn't move. I didn't even have the strength to curse at them. They lost themselves in the kiss for a moment before each grabbed an arm and dragged me out.

I was hauled into the car. Evelyn started the engine, placed my hand on the steering wheel, and secured my foot to the gas pedal with a rope.

Numbness had taken over my entire body. I could only manage a broken, wheezing whisper. "W-What… are you doing?"

Evelyn laughed as she started the car, grinning so widely that her gums showed. "What do you think? I'm sending my dear husband to his death, of course!"

I stared at her, my voice trembling. "This hotel has security cameras. If you think you can kill someone and no one will find out… you're wrong."

She turned to look at me and burst into hysterical laughter. "Security cameras? Honey, this hotel belongs to my boyfriend. The cameras were turned off a long time ago."

Her man leaned against the car window and whistled, then added lazily, "Relax. We're professionals."

My heart dropped.

I knew Evelyn was ruthless, but I never imagined she'd actually go this far.

The car was already in gear, the wheel was pointed straight ahead, and the hood of the car shot toward the winding mountain road.

I fought desperately with the steering wheel, but my foot was tied in place, and the whole car tore downhill.

The speedometer quickly climbed to 100 miles an hour, and outside the window, the trees and cliff blurred together.

Finally, it all clicked.

Evelyn had asked me to dinner today so she could set me up to die. She had gotten me drunk so she could make it look as if I had driven under the influence.

She had chosen this place because once an accident happened here, there might not even be anything left of me to recover.

What she wanted was a perfect accident.

I used the last of my strength, but I still couldn't break free. A sharp turn appeared ahead, and right beyond it was a cliff hundreds of feet high.

In another 30 seconds, the car would fly off the road and crash into the valley.

Boom!

A violent impact rang out, and in an instant, flames erupted along the edge of the cliff.

I stood by the guardrail and watched the car disintegrate into a heap of scrap metal below.

A car that had been waiting drove up from the foot of the mountain. I yanked open the passenger door and slid inside. The person who picked me up was Michael Hayes, a former classmate I had called for backup earlier.

"Your wife is something else," he said, tossing a thick folder into my lap.

The pages were densely packed with information, and every line was alarming. I only managed to skim past a few pages before I felt my blood boil.

But from now on, I wouldn't be the one losing sleep.

…

That night, I kept monitoring the group chat.

Evelyn was in an excellent mood and was posting live photo updates of her date with that man. They went to a restaurant, a cinema, and then a park.

They kissed and touched each other without a care, posting one photo after another.

Although neither of them revealed their faces, the group still got worked up.

"I've already booked a room. Tonight, I'm going to make sure he can't get out of bed."

Evelyn posted a photo of a hotel key card. Then, as if by accident, she let her coat slip to reveal the provocative outfit underneath.

The sight of her bare skin and legs sent the group members into an immediate frenzy.

"She's incredible!"

"Damn, I can't handle this! That's enough for me today."

"You little tease! I can satisfy you, too, so make sure you come to me next time."

I tamped down my anger and scrolled through the group chat mechanically until a lucky draw popped up.

After Evelyn posted the key card, she stopped dishing out live updates, but the lucky draws in the group kept going.

I didn't think much of it and casually clicked on one.

"Congratulations! You're the lucky winner! Now, share a shocking secret with the group!"

I paused for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Then, I began to type. "I have a secret of my own, but I'm afraid someone in here is going to lose their mind when they hear it."

The group members, eager for more drama, chimed in immediately.

"Let's hear it! Don't keep us waiting!"

"It'd better be good! The bar is set pretty high now!"

Because of Evelyn, the group's appetite for drama had been raised quite a bit, and every one of them was howling with anticipation.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment before I slowly wrote, "I tricked a virgin into giving me two biological daughters."

The moment the message went out, the group went silent for three full seconds.