Thud! The door of the presidential suite was shut heavily as Rachel Bennet, who was pushed into the room, landed loudly on the ground. In her directionless drunken state, Rachel stumbled toward the bathroom following the sound of the running showerhead. The bathroom door was pushed open, leading into a foggy, steamy space where a man with honey-colored muscles continuously moved about before her. While Rachel made a face, she lost her balance and fell toward the man in front of her. Fortunately, she reacted in time and managed to clutch onto the man's wrist that was holding the showerhead. Kabedon— Although her 5’4” height held no weight against his 6’2”, her pressing bodyweight forced the man against the wall. "Woman, how the hell did you get in?" As the frigid voice resounded in the foggy bathroom, even the fog seemed like it had been frozen solid. Rachel shook her head, trying to clear her cloudy mind that was like a host for hundreds of birds. "Shut up! One more wor

Mrs. Bennet held the livid Mr. Bennet back, hinting to him with her eyes and a shake of her head about Jodie, who was currently holding Rachel in her arms. Jodie was the daughter of the Comer family! In that household, they had a preference for daughters, so naturally, Jodie was pretty well-liked at home. The Comers and the Bennets were long-time family friends, hence Jodie was not someone they could lay their hands on. Mr. Bennet shook his arms and barked with a grim expression, "Take second young miss to her room. From today onward, she is not allowed to leave the house!" After Mr. Bennet stormed out of the hall, Mrs. Bennet too left with a sigh. Her disappointment toward Rachel was written all over her face. Kneeling beside Rachel, Rue could not help but share her thoughts, "Rachel, you really messed up this time, having sex with a stranger. Don't you remember? You are supposed to be marrying Ian." Rachel clenched her jaw and looked up at Rue. Her spirited eyes were fill

The mock turtle soup spilled across the smooth table surface and began to drip onto Rachel from its corner. The sticky liquid dripped onto Rachel's clothes, dirtying it. Rachel's brows slowly pulled toward each other as her face soured by the second. "Oh, no, the soup is dripping." Although Rue pretended to panic, the tilt in her hand showed that she had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, she flicked her wrist and splashed the rest of the content onto Rachel's face. "Rachel, don't worry, the table is clean. You can continue eating this soup. After all, you've never tasted anything so luxurious..." Rachel pushed away Rue’s arm that was pressed down on her shoulder and slowly stood up. The stains on her dress did not dampen the spirit she had. "Rue, you're my older twin sister, so there are many things you do that I put up with. But don't cross the line, because everyone has their limits. When grasping at straws, even rabbits can bite." Having dropped her last wor

Thus, both Mr. and Mrs. Bennet had mistaken Rue to be the more intelligent one and had spent all their resources on her. They had thought it through. Since they were twins, they should focus their resources to nurture the one with the highest potential, leaving the other one as a backup plan — a fodder of sorts. However, they did not expect Rue's result to be Rachel's. Of course, when they had found out much, much later, they were drowned in regret. This was all after the story was done...Mr. Bennet snorted coldly. "No one outside can find out about this, or the Bennet Group's reputation will fall into pieces! Most importantly, the Comers cannot know about this!" Mrs. Bennet looked at Rachel's baby bump. "How are we supposed to hide the belly?" Rue held her parents' hands softly, implying that she was going to help. "Mom, dad, it can be solved. If we hired a private doctor and have them operate in this house, wouldn't that solve it?" Her parents’ eyes suddenly lit up. How

With Ian's words, Mr. and Mrs. Comer frowned. They did not bother to hide their displeasure. Just the night before, they had received a set of weird photos. It was one of those self-destructing ones that could be viewed for five seconds but not saved. Even though it was only five seconds, they saw it clearly. The woman in the pictures should be Rue! It seemed like Rue was only pretending to be innocent, so how could someone like this be seen together with their son? "No! I no longer believe in any of the Bennets' integrity!" Mrs. Comer said with determination. Mr. Comer agreed. "Ian, don't worry. We'll find you a proper lady. We aren't 'good' enough for either of the Bennet daughters!" Seeing the looks on the Comer parents’ faces, they were obviously rejecting the offer, to which the Bennet parents found perplexing. Even if they were not fond of Rachel, what made them dislike Rue? Ian held Rue's hands and said seriously, "Rue, wait for me. I will convince my parents,