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Roselyn looked over with concern. “Monica, the baby…”
To persuade Simon to kidnap Whitney, Monica resorted to fabricating a pregnancy.
The further along she faked it, the harder it became to conceal. She had considered actually getting
pregnant during this time, but she had already lost two pregnancies that belonged to others.
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Her eyes flickered with a sudden thought, and she sneered at Roselyn. “You said you wanted me to get
back at her for you? Then find out where Whitney is.”
Framing Whitney would be the perfect move. Simon cherished the idea of a child so much that he
would go after that woman with a vengeance.
And Monica would no longer have to worry about Whitney being alive to threaten her.
Roselyn understood instantly and smiled, heading off to take care of it.
At the hotel.
Whitney slipped out of the guest room–she was there to get a handle on one of Skye Gem Ltd’s minor
shareholders. The guy was greedy and lustful, making him easy to manipulate. If she wanted to take
down Monica in the upcoming jewelry contest, she needed an insider, and Whitney had her eye on him.
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“Tsk, the old guy’s still got it, playing with two at a time.” Tiana’s voice came through disdainfully in the
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Whitney sat in the lounge, about to remove the tiny camera hidden in her blouse, when Tiana
mentioned the signal was poor and told her to wait a moment.
So, Whitney picked up a glass of water to take a sip.
Then, the sound of high heels clicked from behind.
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