No Mercy for the Unfaithful
On the day of my wedding to James Jonas, his best friend, Mia Rodriguez, appeared in front of me, pregnant.
She cried with tears in her eyes, “Ames, you have everything. Please, just give James to me. I’m having… his baby…”
I ripped off my veil and threw it on the floor.
Turning around, I saw James' panicked eyes.
Perhaps he remembered our contract: If anything goes wrong with this wedding, his fortune will be mine.