Chapter 1

"Still no r******e. Are you sure she's really Trevon's wife?"

"How could I be wrong? Trevon legally married her, indeed!"

"I've called Trevon five or six times and even sent him a message saying his wife has been kidnapped. We set a deadline for him to ransom her, but why is there no reaction from him at all?"

Cindy had been kidnapped.

Last night, she went to a supposed business meeting that turned out to be a trap. A whole night had passed, and the deadline was approaching, yet Trevon hadn't made any move, which made the kidnappers anxious.

"I'm asking you! Why doesn't Trevon care about you?" the kidnapper angrily questioned her.

Cindy pressed her lips together, a smile playing on her lips. "You know, he's Trevon. He does not take calls from strangers. Can you please give me my p***e back? I'll call him, and he'll definitely answer."

The two kidnappers exchanged a glance. Their main goal was money, not death on their conscience. So based on what Cindy said, they were willing to give it a try. Trevon was the first contact on Cindy's p***e, labeled as "Mr. Gilson."

Cindy dialed his number.

After three calls, Trevon finally picked it up.

"Mr. Gilson, I've been kidnapped. Can you come and ransom me?" Cindy appeared calm, but her slightly quivering breath betrayed her alarm. There was a moment's pause, and then, without a word, Trevelyan hung it up.

The silence on the line stunned Cindy for a moment.

Accustomed as she was to his cold indifference, the contempt he displayed for her life shook her to the core.

"Damn it! I knew she was of no value to Trevon." The kidnapper became furious, raising his hand to strike Cindy, but was stopped by the other kidnapper. "Bro, look, isn't that Trevon over there?" Cindy also redirected her gaze to the television.

There, she saw a well-dressed man leading a curvaceous woman into a restaurant. During their conversation, the woman had said something, and Trevon had bowed his head a little in a gesture of extreme tenderness. Even though only their backs were visible, Cindy instantly recognized the man as her husband, Trevon Gilson, the eldest son of the venerable Gilson family, known in Islip City for its financial prominence.

As for the woman who stood by his side, Cindy knew her even better.

It was Annie, Trevon's first love.

Five years ago, the leading family in Islip City, the Austen family, went bankrupt overnight, and the Austen couple jumped off a building, leaving behind a mess. In the same business, the Gilson family acquired the assets of the Austen family. As a demonstration of the magnanimity of the Gilson family, Franklin Gilson, the head of the Gilson clan, even arranged for his favorite grandson, Trevon Gilson, to marry Cindy Austen, the Austen couple’s daughter.

Trevon and Annie were thus forcibly separated, becoming star-crossed lovers whose love remained unfulfilled.

So the reason Trevon did not care about Cindy was that he wanted to be with Annie. When the shock had subsided, an inexplicable bitterness surged within Cindy. She drew a deep breath, forced herself to be calm, and looked back at the kidnappers.

"You've put a lot of effort into kidnapping me, haven't you? If I die, you will not get a penny, and all the expense will be in vain. It's such a pity. It's better to let me go. I still have some secret money hidden away." Cindy's cell p***e was already on, and Franklin would definitely be able to track her location. If only she could delay the kidnappers, help would come.

"How much money do you have? It seems that you, Mrs. Gilson, are nothing but empty promises! The one who really gets hold of Trevon's money is the woman on TV. She is the a***e of Trevon's eye."

"Bro, since Trevon doesn't want to ransom her, let's kill the woman. But before we finish her off, why not have some fun? Look at how attractive she is."