MasukThe day before my wedding, my daughter and I got into a car accident. My daughter died instantly, and I was left with broken legs, condemned to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. When Spencer Ford found out, he rushed us to the hospital, his actions frantic, almost out of control. In the midst of my pain, I overheard a conversation between Spencer and his assistant. "The car's been disposed of. Lorelei will never find out that we tampered with it. But I'm compelled to ask… Rowena was your own daughter. Was it really worth it, losing her for Melanie? "When Rowena was dying, she was calling for you to save her… I could hardly bring myself to do it." Spencer remained silent for a long time, the tension in the air thick. Then he slowly exhaled a plume of smoke. "Melanie's pregnant. I won't let anyone compete with her child for the inheritance. And all of this is Lorelei's fault. She brought it on herself."
Lihat lebih banyakI quietly watched Spencer's face drain of color as memories from the past began to flood my mind. Five years ago, when I was at my lowest, bullied beyond reason, I met a kind-hearted reporter. He took my diary and the evidence hidden within, promising me, with unwavering sincerity, that he would help me find justice. I had believed him. It would be no exaggeration to say that, during that time, that kind reporter was my only hope. But in this world, there was no such thing as kindness without a price. It wasn't until Spencer coldly threw my diary in my face that I realized the truth. The reporter had been working for her from the very beginning. He had approached me, not to help, but to steal the evidence I had. "That day, Melanie beat me up," I whispered, my voice trembling as I recalled the pain. "She told me that if I told anyone, she would kill me."I didn't want to die, and I certainly didn't want to live a life worse than death."I made up my mind tha
Spencer was found unconscious by the household staff and rushed to the hospital overnight. Courtney hurried to his side, heartbroken as she watched her son, who had once been so steady and wise, now on the brink of destroying himself over a woman. Her husband had passed away years ago, and Tyrone had always been trouble. Spencer, however, had been her pride and joy—her carefully nurtured heir. But now, he was willing to die for a woman. Courtney stood there, her heart filled with panic. Ford Corporation was built on Spencer's shoulders. If he fell, what would happen to her? Could she still live the life of a rich lady with any dignity? She didn't know. She looked at the son she had pinned all her hopes on and gritted her teeth. "If you want to die, then at least take revenge first!" At her words, Spencer fell silent. His bloodshot eyes were locked onto hers, his voice raspy. "What revenge?" "Melanie wasn't even pregnant," Courtney spat, her face twisted with
Spencer never hit women, nor had he ever lost his composure in public. But this time, it was different. Before anyone could even react, a loud crash echoed through the room, and Melanie was sent flying through the air. She landed hard on the floor, her face filled with fear as she looked up at the advancing man. "Spencer, this is all a lie! Lorelei faked it! She must have deliberately forged that video to frame me..." Melanie's panic was evident as she desperately turned to Courtney. "Courtney, you always said you'd back me up! You have to help me! Please talk to Spencer…" Courtney, her expression conflicted, looked at the young woman who had once been like a daughter to her. The Fords and the Chapmans had been family friends for generations. Courtney and Melanie's mother were close, and Melanie had practically grown up under her care. Having no daughters of her own, Courtney had treated Melanie as her own, even rejoicing when she married Tyrone. She had thought Mel
Spencer froze, shaking his head with a bitter laugh. "We're getting married today. How could Lorelei be dead? Enough with the jokes. The ceremony's about to start. Get her over here," he added, trying to brush off the concern. The assistant's voice trembled. "No, it's not a joke... Lorelei... she's really dead. Her body is right here in front of me. You need to come see for yourself." The smile on Spencer's face faded instantly. He quickly muttered, "I'll be there right away," and rushed toward the door. At the guest house of Ford residence, the assistant quietly explained the situation. "There was a fire last night in the guest house. Lorelei had been locked inside as punishment, forced to kneel. The maid on duty didn't keep watch, and… this happened." The assistant's gaze lingered on the burned, unrecognizable body of a woman, a look of deep regret in his eyes. "I had someone check. It's definitely Lorelei. Even the mole behind her ear is identical. There's no mistake.












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