Chapter 3

A share transfer agreement.

So, he knew all along that I was the one who helped his company survive its darkest hour.

Back when I provided the funding to keep his failing company afloat, I’d considered telling him the truth. But his pride, coupled with the fact that my family would never approve of us if he didn’t establish a career of his own, held me back. That was why I chose to help him in secret.

Yet, even knowing I was the one who saved him, he still did this.

All that I had done for him—everything I sacrificed—was twisted into some kind of scheme in his eyes.

Jasper’s voice broke through my thoughts.

"Emma, be a good girl and sign it!"

His bloodshot eyes bore into mine, cold and predatory, like a starving wolf guarding its meal.

But all I felt was a bitter urge to laugh.

I was laughing at myself for being blind to his true nature and laughing at him for his shortsightedness.

He thought Yvonne was about to reveal something about the shares. What he didn’t know was that she had been about to expose my true identity.

If he knew I was the heiress of the influential Wynn family, he would never have dared to pull a stunt like this. Forget about the shares I held in his company, my family wouldn’t even blink at ten companies of his size.

But at this point, I had no intention of revealing who I was.

As the realization settled in, I spoke calmly, my voice steady.

"I’ll sign, but only if you take Yvonne to the hospital first."

I fully expected him to refuse outright.

To my surprise, he smiled and said, "Alright, I agree."

He clapped his hands, and two doctors in white coats promptly stepped forward, lifting Yvonne with practiced ease. Without a word, they carried her away, one at her head and the other at her feet.

Relief washed over me, and I exhaled deeply. With that, I signed my name on the agreement.

Before I could even set the pen down, Jasper snatched the document from my hands.

He held it as though it were a treasure, his entire body trembling with excitement. A near-maniacal, distorted laugh escaped his throat.

"Emma, do you know how long I’ve been investigating this? Six months! Six whole months! I almost delayed the company’s listing trying to figure it out. Only then did I uncover the truth that the shares were in your hands all along."

His voice grew colder, more twisted. "Did you seriously think that your mere $200,000 investment would allow you to control my company, now worth hundreds of millions? Your scheming runs far too deep!"

Watching his crazed expression sent a chill down my spine. Fear gripped me, but beneath it was a wave of gratitude.

If he hadn’t revealed his true colors now, and if I had actually married him, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.

The thought made me even more eager to put as much distance between us as possible.

"I’ve signed the papers. I’ll take Yvonne and leave now."

Without waiting for his response, I turned and carefully made my way toward the exit, tense and wary of any sudden moves from him.

But the thing I feared most happened anyway.

I had barely taken two steps when I heard Jasper’s sinister laughter behind me.

"Emma, did you really think I’d let you leave so easily?"

Every hair on my body stood on end, a chilling sense of danger piercing through me.

I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned to face him. Jasper held up the agreement I had just signed, waving it mockingly in my direction.

My eyes locked onto the document, and my blood ran cold.

Somehow, at some point, the breakup agreement I signed had turned into an organ donation agreement.

"Emma, with your so-called cunning, how could you think I’d waste time having you sign some useless breakup agreement? And didn’t you notice? Yvonne hasn’t made a sound since she was taken away."

Jasper’s words, dripping with venom, echoed in my ears.

My mind went blank, the horrifying truth crashing down on me.

The "breakup agreement" was a lie. What I had signed was an organ donation agreement!

Jasper never intended to let me or Yvonne leave alive today!

"Yvonne!"

Panic surged through me as I turned and bolted toward the direction where Yvonne had been taken. My heart pounded wildly, driven by sheer desperation.

"Run, Emma, run faster!" Jasper's voice called out from behind, dripping with cruel mockery. "Maybe you'll catch her last breath if you're quick enough!"