Scenario:When my fiancé and half-sister conspired to kill me for my "measly" $20 million assets, they thought I was an easy target — a quiet interior designer with no fight in her.
However, I’m the queen of a multi-billion-dollar empire. While they're having their affair on my bed, discussing how to stage an "accident," they’ve already fallen into my carefully laid trap.
"Darling," I whisper, "you think you’re playing a murder game? Sorry, but this chess match is far beyond your comprehension."
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When my fiancé and half-sister conspired to kill me for my "measly" $20 million assets, they thought I was an easy target — a quiet interior designer with no fight in her.
However, I’m the queen of a multi-billion-dollar empire. While they're having their affair on my bed, discussing how to stage an "accident," they’ve already fallen into my carefully laid trap.
"Darling," I whisper, "you think you’re playing a murder game? Sorry, but this chess match is far beyond your comprehension."
Emily Carter
multibillionaire interior designer,betrayed by fiancé and sister,slender with sharp eyes,cunning and intelligent
James Carter
Emily's fiancé and conspirator,in an affair with her sister,tall with a charming smile,manipulative and greedy
Sarah Carter
Emily's halfsister and conspirator,in an affair with James,petite with a deceiving innocence look,cunning and jealous
"Darling," my fiancé says.
James Carter, tall, broad shoulders, a charming smile filled with warmth and sincerity—all of which is an understatement compared to the 20 million dollars I’ve given him over the past year as his "allowance."
In return?
He’s fucked half of the women in this city.
And now he’s here with my half-sister—having an affair behind my back—to kill me for my assets.
"You’re so tired," James continues, pulling off his shirt as he looks at me with concern sharp in those fake blue eyes of his.
"I should take you to bed. You need some rest."
Bed?
The very place where you plan to murder me!
This man who has no concept whatsoever that love isn’t measured by money or status but instead by trust and loyalty—the two things he lacks since day one when we met through a third party matchmaking agency because he wanted someone rich enough to fund all his business ventures while being obedient enough not to question him once.