Chapter 118

Susan's fingers lingered on the wedding gown before slowly withdrawing. She recognized that greedy look in Candy's eyes—it was the same as a starving wolf eyeing its prey.

She turned toward another gown when a metallic taste flooded her throat. Susan bit her lip hard and staggered toward the restroom.

Blood splattered across the pristine white sink like blooming crimson flowers. A searing pain tore through her stomach as she curled into the corner, sweat drenching her back.

When she finally managed to stand, the mirror reflected a woman with a ghostly pale face.

Vincent's imposing figure blocked the hallway the moment she opened the door. The ice in his gaze made her shiver.

"Made your decision?" His voice was frigid.

Susan frowned. "You must be mistaken, Mr. King."

"One million." Vincent stepped closer. "Every month." His slender fingers lifted her chin. "Move to the Hillside Villa tonight."

Candy's scream pierced the air. "Vincent! How could you—"

Tears streamed down her face, smearing her carefully applied makeup. Andrew stood at the stairwell, his eyes burning with fury.

"Andrew..." Nicole's delicate hand grasped his arm. "Our engagement ring..."

Andrew shoved her away but froze when he saw Candy. His venomous glare sliced through Susan before he turned and left.

Nicole whispered meaningfully to Candy, "Don't give that vixen an opening."

Candy trembled violently before suddenly throwing herself into Vincent's arms. "I trust you... This must be a misunderstanding..."

Vincent pushed her away impassively. "You'll always be Mrs. King."

The words stabbed Candy like a knife. She clenched her skirt, nails digging into her palms.

"I refuse!" Her voice was hoarse. "You promised you'd only love me!"

Vincent's eyes turned cold. "Don't make a scene."

Candy's tears froze on her cheeks. Seeing Susan's bloodless lips, she suddenly smiled eerily.

"Fine." She said softly. "I'll wait for you at home."

As she turned away, a venomous glint flashed in her eyes. This game had only just begun.