All Chapters of She Killed to Marry Rich: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

I stood silently outside the hospital room, watching until the heart monitor flatlined. The room fell still. Only Priscilla Jensen was inside, sitting at Albert Carroll's side. She held his hand as she finished writing out his will, then removed his oxygen mask. Everything had been taken care of before he took his final breath. A flash of excitement crossed Priscilla's face as she placed the document neatly on the bed. But the very next second, she broke into tears and called out for help. "Something's wrong! Somebody get in here!" she yelled. In a flash, doctors and bodyguards rushed in from just a few feet away. "Quick! Start CPR! Harder!" a doctor barked. The machines roared to life, pounding at Albert's chest. Soon, the room erupted into chaos. Right then, Priscilla stepped forward. "There's still a chance. Take my blood!" she cried out as a syringe was already being pushed into her arm. She had been donating blood for days. Her face had gone ghostly pale, and her bod

Chapter 2

None of Samson's assistants dared slack off once he gave the order. And just like that, a dozen people escorted Priscilla out of the hospital. I was about to slip away when Samson's voice rang out, sharp with fury."Didn't they say my father was out of danger? Find out what's going on! I want every detail. And since Priscilla Jensen was the last one with him, dig up everything on her!"Just like they said, Samson was impossible to cross. Priscilla had no idea what she was in for. There was no way she'd get what she wanted. I had just unlocked my phone when a message from her came through. She wrote, "If you say a word about this, you're dead. Once I marry into the Carroll family, you'll get your cut. Did you see how Samson looked at me? He's already starting to care." Another text followed. "His parents are gone. From now on, I'll be the only family he has. And if his father wanted us to get married, he wouldn't dare refuse."After hearing what Samson had said, all I wanted

Chapter 3

The moment Priscilla got home the next day, my mom rushed over and asked, "Well? Did he confess his feelings?""Calm down. Samson's a steady man. He'll take care of his father's funeral first, that's for sure," my dad said from the side, trying to sound wise. But almost immediately, he rubbed his hands together and blurted, "Did you spend the night together?"Priscilla set her bag down before answering, "I didn't see him at all yesterday, but his assistants were really nice. They asked me a bunch of questions. And after that, I don't remember much."She paused, trying hard to recall. "Well, I wandered through a cold garden at the Carroll residence and ended up falling asleep on the patio. By the time I woke up, I was already in the car."Then, something unreadable gleamed in her eyes. She continued, "Samson probably didn't want me getting too tired, so he had them send me home to rest. Don't worry. He'll definitely call."My mom, however, grew anxious and started pacing. "You

Chapter 4

Before long, I had found a new place. That day, as I was getting ready to move, I suddenly saw that Albert's will had been leaked online. The post went viral, and Priscilla's photos were everywhere. The will made one thing clear—Samson had to marry Priscilla to inherit everything. With that, speculation exploded. Everyone assumed Priscilla had cared for Albert in his final days and won his favor. To them, it only made sense that he'd want her as his daughter-in-law.Soon after, a video of her donating blood at the hospital went viral. Netizens praised her beauty, kindness, looks, and figure. They even said it was no surprise that Samson had fallen for her. Despite all the fuss, Samson never denied a word. As the post gained traction, his silence was taken as confirmation. Before long, rumors ran wild. Everyone was saying he was getting ready to marry Priscilla. When reporters caught wind of that, they swarmed her for interviews. "It's nothing, really. I was just doing my job

Chapter 5

I pointed at myself in disbelief. Me? But I didn't even know Samson. Besides, at the time of the incident, I had kept my distance. I had my cap pulled low, so he probably didn't see me. As I was still trying to make sense of it, the assistant had already pulled up in front of me. With no other choice, I got into the car. The whole ride, I wondered why Samson had wanted to see me. Meanwhile, the assistant rambled on about Samson's childhood—how clever and decisive he was, how nothing ever escaped his notice, and how he'd always had a keen sense of justice. But I'd never done him any favors. …In the courtyard of the Carroll residence, Samson stood with his back to me, dressed in a suit. I looked around. The space was enclosed in glass walls, warm and inviting. It was nothing like the cold place Priscilla had described. "I finally found you, Delilah," Samson said as he turned to face me. He was handsome, and his posture was upright. It was no wonder so many people were dra

Chapter 6

It came as no surprise that Priscilla got sued. In no time, a crowd stormed the Jensen residence, demanding their money back. With no one home, they smashed the door to pieces. Red paint was splattered across it, scrawled with slurs like "Go to hell, scammer!" and "Shameless!"…Later, Samson took me to my father's grave and then to the house where I grew up."The house is yours now," he said. I stepped into the massive mansion, which sprawled across tens of thousands of square feet. By the entrance stood a swing, and something about it stirred a memory. A wave of nostalgia hit me. I used to play there all the time as a child. Before I knew it, dizziness swept over me. Fortunately, Samson caught me. "Back then, Mr. Pierce went bankrupt. He didn't want to drag you down with him, so he sent you to the countryside to be fostered. But you went missing. "All these years, my father was consumed by guilt for not finding you. He always said that if he ever saw you again, he'd make

Chapter 7

It didn't take long for Priscilla's face to swell. Still, defiance flared in her eyes as she snapped, "How the hell would I know? All I remember is… it happened more than once that day.""What?" Fiona shrieked. "You shameless brat! You've dragged our name through the mud! How are your father and I supposed to face anyone now?"Right then, I pulled out the test results from the hospital. It listed DNA from six different men."No wonder you kept saying you were exhausted when you got back that day. Turns out you were just overexerting yourself."Priscilla was dumbfounded. "That's not possible! You faked that report!""Do you want me to take you to the hospital for another test? The evidence is still there. Oh, and you were the one who gave me your clothes," I shot back.Suddenly, her face contorted with fury as she glared at me. "Delilah Jensen, you bitch! It was you, wasn't it? You leaked all of this!"Then, she turned to Samson. "You like her, don't you? But did you know she was

Chapter 8

"I'm not. I've just been really busy lately," I replied. Samson's eyes sparkled as he looked at me. They were striking, and he smelled faintly of citrus. "I don't believe that for a second. You're clearly avoiding me."He held my gaze like a puppy who'd finally found its forever home. I remembered picking oranges with him when we were kids. He had shaken the tree, and the fruit had rained down one by one. I managed to fill an entire basket. But in the end, our families caught us. So, I ran as fast as I could. By the time I stopped, only one orange was left. He had laughed and peeled it for me. Even now, I could still taste how sweet it was. As Samson spoke to me, I caught my coworkers whispering nearby. The thought of the gap between our worlds hit me again, and I instinctively pushed him away."I've been swamped with work. I just got back from overseas, and the first thing I did was come to see you," he said. He stepped in front of me, close but careful not to invade my

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