INICIAR SESIÓNIsabella Cont looked up, her face covered in tears."I know I did wrong, but it was because the princess slapped my daughter first. I thought the princess was a stranger who'd wandered in to provoke me. The princess didn't say at the start that she was actually your daughter.""You've already done those things—excuses are useless now. You'd already decided I was a mistress. Your daughter smashed the name card with my name on it at the head seat. If I'd told you, would you have believed me?""You're stupid and arrogant enough to kill and hit people at random. If you really married my father, who knows what disasters you'd bring to the Moretti family."I looked down at her, then turned to Vittorio."Are you still going to marry her?""No, never, my daughter."His face held guilt and heartache. He took the obsidian ring off his index finger and placed it in my hand."I thought I was protecting you well, but I never expected to cause you harm anyway. I thought Isabella Cont could treat you
"Why is she here?""That new princess didn't drag her off to slap her?"The guests were truly impressed by me—so much so that even with Vittorio present, small-scale discussions broke out.I didn't care at all. They were merely supporting characters in this ceremony.Vittorio was very happy to see me and set down his glass:"Sweetheart, you're here!""I called you so many times—why didn't you answer?"The room fell silent. Isabella Cont's expression carried a ruthless intent, while the guests were either surprised, uneasy, or some wore the amusement of watching a show.I avoided my father's hand as he came to greet me and looked straight at Isabella Cont."My phone was smashed by your new daughter. And the necklace my mother left me—she threw it on the ground too. Your new wife wanted to scratch up my face and lock me up to strip me naked and take photos."Vittorio's joyful expression turned serious at once. Isabella Cont concealed her unease and moved to grab his shoulder."What's goi
"She's gotten out!"Ignoring the bridesmaids' shouts and threats behind me, I locked the door from the outside. They had no idea how to use a gun?whatsoever—the way they held it told me they were complete amateurs.Only by exposing myself in front of the guests could I better guarantee my safety. At the same time, I wanted to question my father about how he could have taken a liking to a woman like this.Isabella Cont and her daughter were deeply displeased, but Vittorio was about to make his entrance. Isabella Cont gave Ruijin a look, signaling her to deal with me.Ruijin was nothing but a bluffing waste. Everything she did depended on external advantages. In this long corridor, she had no gun, no people to command—she was no match for me at all. Yet she knew none of this and walked toward me furiously."Bitch, how did you get out again!""Haven't you realized the reality yet? Why are you still struggling at the very end? Why can't you just go die obediently?"Ruijin's eyes held thick
I took advantage of Ruijin being distracted by the voice and quickly dodged the knife, then looked to see who had come.A woman in a sharply tailored, form-fitting white gown.I recognized her—the bride of this wedding, the new wife my father had chosen: Isabella Cont. She was nothing like the gentle woman in the photos; right now she was overbearing and domineering.Ruijin was delighted to see her mother—her backing had arrived—so she trotted over quickly to greet her. The cake knife was released, falling to the floor and glinting under the light."Mom, you're finally here! That bitch just slapped me!""She spends the money of the men who keep her on designer brands, and now she wants to seduce Dad here. On the surface she's a secretary, but behind the scenes she's up to all sorts of low, underhanded things—and she even dared to provoke me at the wedding."Isabella Cont instinctively put an arm around her daughter, but frowned when she saw the chaotic scene.She walked toward the cent
It was obviously the Don's voice—the "dad" Ruijin had been talking about.At the familiar tone, her expression turned grave in an instant, and she quickly hung up the phone."Bitch! So that's how it is!"Ruijin suddenly surged with force and hurled the phone at me. I dodged, and all I heard was a violent impact, followed by gasps from the crowd.I clenched my fists. That phone held photos of me with my grandfather and my mother—and her voice messages and videos.Now they were all gone!Seeing my cold, dark expression, Ruijin curled her lips into a smile."Angry? Or heartbroken? Money earned by selling your body is so filthy—thank me for throwing out your trash for you?""I guess you're broke now. Dressing up like this—you're just here to seduce my dad and squeeze some benefits out of him, aren't you? You've got some tricks, I'll give you that.""But the one thing you shouldn't have done was come to this wedding and provoke me."I leaned closer to look at her, my hand went to the spot w
Ruijin lunged at my golden hair, trying to grab it and drag me off the chair.I swiftly swatted away her attack. Being treated like this in public had already soured my mood.I had no choice but to turn from facing forward to turning sideways, to deal with her deranged behavior.The surrounding guests, not understanding the situation, exchanged bewildered glances and stared at us in silence.Ruijin smiled at the crowd, putting on an air of nobility as she instructed the waiter."The Don is my stepfather. He's extremely busy and has finally found time to be with my mother—how would he have the energy to manage these trivial matters?""This is nothing but a pretty secretary. How could she deserve the head seat? The staff must have made a careless mistake. If they switch it back now, I won't tell my father."I applauded her affected posturing and slowly rose to my feet.These past few days, my father had begged me over and over to attend the wedding.Last night, he'd even held my hands, h







