LOGINEstelle dragged her suitcase to her best friend Natalie McKay's place.
She knocked lightly on the door, then stood to the side and waited. Natalie was an orphan, just like her. The two of them had grown up together in the same children's home. They were as close as sisters. She still remembered what Natalie told her the day Edward took her away. "Stella, if he ever stops wanting you, remember to come home." Those words were the only reason Estelle had found the courage to walk away from Edward's apartment. Natalie opened the door quickly. The moment she saw who it was, her face lit up with a bright smile. "Stella! What are you doing here?" Estelle tightened her grip on the suitcase handle and said a little sheepishly, "Nat, I've come to throw myself at your mercy." Only then did Natalie notice the suitcase. Her smile froze. "What happened?" Estelle smiled as if it were nothing. "We broke up." Natalie stared at her, at the smile she was forcing so hard to hold. Her small face was so thin that her eyes looked sunken. Her skin was pale. Standing there in the freezing wind, her body looked as fragile as a sheet of paper. Seeing her like this, Natalie's heart ached. She stepped forward and hugged her tightly. "Don't be sad. You've still got your big sis." Estelle's eyes turned red. She hugged Natalie back and gently patted her shoulder. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Natalie knew she was only saying that to comfort her. She had seen with her own eyes how much Estelle loved Edward. For five years, Estelle had worked herself to the bone to save up one million dollars to pay him back. She had foolishly believed it would change how he saw her. And in the end, he had still thrown her away without a second thought. Natalie suddenly remembered that rainy night five years ago... If Stella hadn't sold herself for Derrick Kent, she never would have met Edward Strickland. Her Stella would have been happy. But nothing could be undone... Estelle didn't want Natalie to be sad with her. She gently pulled away and gave her a soft smile. "Are you trying to get rid of me? You've kept me standing out here in the cold this whole time. I'm freezing to death!" Seeing that Estelle was as strong as ever, Natalie slowly relaxed. She believed Stella would get through this. Kids like them, the ones nobody wanted, were used to being abandoned. As long as you kept living, there was nothing you couldn't get past. That thought made her feel a little better. She took the suitcase and pulled Estelle inside. "Don't ever talk about me 'taking you in' again. This is your home. Stay as long as you want!" Then she grabbed a set of clean pajamas and handed them over. "Go take a shower first. I'll make you something good to eat. Then you're getting a proper night's sleep. Don't think about anything else, okay?" Estelle took the pajamas and nodded obediently. "Okay." Natalie was always like this. She loved her without conditions. Like a ray of light warming her whole life. But end-stage heart failure would soon take Estelle's life away. If Natalie found out she was about to leave this world, she would cry. Someone so kind and gentle... Estelle didn't want to make her cry. She looked at Natalie bustling around the kitchen and slowly walked over. "Nat, I'm thinking of quitting my job." Natalie nodded firmly. "You should rest. You've worn yourself out these past few years chasing a little overtime pay. Quit, stay home, and rest. From now on, leave the money to me!" Warmth filled Estelle's chest. She whispered "okay," then turned toward the bathroom with tears in her eyes. Fate had never once been kind to her. If parting was inevitable, then she would spend her last three months by Natalie's side. The next morning, she put on makeup, using heavy foundation to hide how pale she was, and headed to the office to resign. The moment she sat down at her desk and turned on her computer to write her resignation letter, her coworker Penny rolled her chair over. "Stella, did you check your email?" Estelle shook her head. Edward had taken her away for the weekend. When would she have had time to check her email? Penny lowered her voice. "Janice from HR sent out an announcement. The chairman's daughter is starting as CEO today." Estelle had no idea who the chairman's daughter was, and she didn't care. She was quitting anyway. It didn't matter who took over. But Penny was dying to gossip. "I heard she just got back from her doctorate in Europe. Sure, she has a DBA, but zero real experience. Walking straight into the CEO's chair? She's not worried about people talking?" Lauren, sitting next to Penny, scoffed. "Who would dare talk about her? She's the Strickland Group heir's first love, after all. The one he never got over." At the word "Strickland," Estelle's fingers froze on the mouse.Estelle never expected Victor to lie like that.For a moment, she had no idea what to do.Edward was obsessive about purity. He had told her once, very clearly, that she was never allowed to be with anyone else. Ever.She wanted to explain. To tell him it wasn't true.But their relationship was over. What was the point of explaining anything now?While she was still torn, Edward suddenly tipped his chin toward her."If she's that pure, then let her pour."Victor was thrilled that Edward was giving her another chance. He quickly pushed the bottle back into her hands."Go on."Estelle had expected Edward to be furious.But there wasn't a flicker of emotion on his face. He had simply changed his mind and told her to pour.She didn't understand it at all.Still, with Victor rushing her, she took the bottle again and leaned down to fill his glass.The wine hadn't even touched the glass when his long, defined hand covered it again.He lifted those cool, misty eyes and fixed them on her."On
Estelle's face stiffened.Dax had been wearing a full suit. Even after taking off his jacket, he still had a white dress shirt on.But for her, taking off one piece of clothing meant standing there naked.She looked up at the people around her.Everyone seemed to be waiting for her to undress. Not a single person stepped in to help her.Even Victor was staring at her body, his eyes full of anticipation.Right now, she was like an animal on display, there for these rich and powerful heirs to gawk at.If she obeyed, they might let her off easy.If she resisted, they would never let her walk out of this private suite in one piece.Once she understood that, she slowly unclenched her fists.She was going to die soon anyway. What did dignity matter now?She reached behind her back, her fingers finding the zipper of her gown. She was just about to pull it down when Dax suddenly spoke."I'm the one who can't play. I dragged Miss Holder down with me. This round, I'll take it off for her."With
"Okay, time to draw! Whoever gets the same number is a team. Teammates have to swap seats, so no sitting next to each other~"Scarleth placed the folded slips of paper on the table. The two people who drew the same number would automatically become partners.The first round would have four players. Everyone else had to wait their turn. Whoever drew a one or a two would play first.Unfortunately for Estelle, she drew a two.She looked up across the table. Edward had drawn a one.They were on opposite teams.Scarleth had drawn the other one. She raised an eyebrow at Estelle, her meaning crystal clear.*Just watch what I do to you.*"There's still another two. Who's got it?"Dax hesitated for a moment. Then he opened his hand and unfolded the slip.He smiled at Estelle. "I'm honestly not great at cards. I'll be counting on you."Estelle forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.The truth was, she had always been a good girl.At the children's home, she listened to the director. A
Estelle had assumed Victor and Edward were close.She never expected it was Dax who had made the introduction.So that was it. Victor hadn't set up this little gathering just to show her off to a few friends. He wanted a project from Edward.Actually, that wasn't so bad.Business talks took time. And time was exactly what she needed to find a way out of here.At that thought, her body, which had been wound tight all night, finally relaxed a little.She had barely let out a breath when Victor, sitting beside her, lifted his chin at her."Drink it."There was no playing dumb this time. Estelle picked up the glass and drank it all in one go.She rarely drank. Edward hated the smell of alcohol, so for five years, she hadn't touched a single drop.Downing a whole glass of strong wine at once made her choke. Her throat burned. Tears sprang to her eyes.Victor quickly wrapped an arm around her and patted her back, helping her catch her breath.Across the table, Edward's cold gaze landed on t
"Mr. Strickland, allow me to introduce you. This is my woman, Estelle Holder."Victor said it loudly and proudly, as if he were showing off a prize.Estelle froze.My woman.For five years, she had secretly dreamed of hearing a man claim her in front of other people. Of finally having a real place in someone's life.She never imagined the first man to give her that would be a pervert.And the man she had dreamed of hearing it from? He just kept turning the wine glass in his fingers. He didn't even look at her.It was as if nothing happening in this room had anything to do with him. So cold. So heartless.Victor noticed Edward's complete lack of interest. He quickly hooked a finger under Estelle's chin and tilted her face toward him."Mr. Strickland, take a good look. Doesn't she look just like your Aeliyah?"Earlier that day, Victor had gone to Evergreen to discuss a project. That was where he ran into the Hale heiress, a woman who looked strikingly like Estelle.A few questions later
Just as Estelle finished getting everything ready, Victor sent his assistant, Kurt, to pick her up.She carried her bag down and got into a Maybach.She thought Kurt would take her straight to Victor's house. Instead, he took her to a luxury mall.A team of stylists and makeup artists surrounded her. They swept her waist-length waves into an elegant updo and gave her flawless makeup.An expensive evening gown fit her as if it had been tailor-made. On her, it was perfect.Around her neck, they fastened a diamond necklace worth more than ten million dollars. It made her look elegant, graceful, and untouchable.She stared at the glamorous woman in the mirror. It felt like a stranger. It didn't look like her.It looked like Aeliyah.If Edward saw her like this, he would probably think she was deliberately copying Aeliyah.She gave a self-mocking smile. It tasted bitter.When the makeover was done, Kurt drove her to Nightfall.It was the most extravagant playground in New York. Everyone wh







