In the opulent presidential suite, with its golden splendor and soft lighting casting an ambiguous atmosphere over the large bed, Emily Thompson lay, her hands and feet mutilated, blood seeping down, staining the white sheets in a haunting crimson.
Barefoot, she kissed Nathaniel Moore, their breaths intermingling as they passionately embraced in front of Emily, adding to the macabre scene.
"Why?" Emily bit her lip, unable to stem the tears that spilled from her eyes.
Switched at birth and raised in a dump for 15 years, Emily was only brought back to her real family later in life. Desperate for their, she severed ties with her foster parents, became a stunt double for her sister, acted as her bodyguard, managed her sisters online store, and even helped her secure shares in the family company.
All along, she had silently sacrificed for her sister, but why did she have to take Nathaniel from her too?
Emily directed her gaze at Nathaniel, her voice trembling with emotion. "Why are you competing with me for Nathaniel?"
Her sister, Lily Coldwell, laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke, wrapping her arms around Nathaniels neck and coiling herself around him like a snake. "Mr. Moore, tell me, did I steal you or did you steal me? Hmm..."
Nathaniel didnt even glance up, his focus entirely on Lily. "From the beginning until now, the one Ive loved is you! I feel disgusted just looking at her鈥攇rown from the trash, a lowly creature daring to dream of me, a proud Moore?"
Emily had humbled herself for Nathaniel, learning martial arts at Shaolin, managing Starlight Entertainment, and becoming the shadow behind Lily Coldwell...
He said he needed Emilys help to make Lily famous so he could fight his family to marry her; he said they would announce their relationship once she won the Golden Rooster Award; he also said the wedding night was sacred and should be saved for their marriage...
It turned out, all of it was a lie!
Everything she had done was to prepare the way for Lily: enduring injuries to propel her sister to the throne of Best Actress, handing over the inheritance rights to the Shen mansion, and helping her establish a robust economic chain...
Emily closed her eyes in despair, a gesture that enraged Lily. Pushing Nathaniel away, Lily grabbed Emilys hair, dragging her to the ground and slapping her viciously. "Emily Thompson, open your eyes and look! I am the true Shen family daughter! You, youre just the trash from the dump! Go die with your garbage parents!"
Emilys eyes widened in shock, her voice trembling as she spoke. "Those are your biological parents!"
"Silence! They are your parents! You are the one from the trash!"
The bound elderly couple, witnessing Emily being thrown into the dump like a rag doll, knelt in terror, begging Lily. "Lily, please spare Emily! Well die! Well take her place, please!"
Lily, flicking her white mink scarf, glanced coldly at the towering garbage mountain. "You all have to die!"
Nathaniel poured the last drop of gasoline and threw the match to the ground, the raging fire illuminating the dark night as if it were daylight.
"Lily Coldwell, I will never forgive you, even as a ghost!" A thunderbolt split the sky, tearing Emilys shrill voice into fragments that echoed and lingered in the air.