Chapter 4

But I knew I would marry him, because compared to men, status and wealth were eternal.

This life was no exception.

Jasmine couldn’t steal what was mine.

I hired a few thugs to rough up Jasmine. If she came home covered in bruises the next day, everyone would know her reputation was ruined.

But as I went to the underground parking garage to get my car, I saw a few guys loitering around it.

“Boss, aren’t we supposed to kidnap the second Miss Sterling?”

“What do you know? Didn’t you see the second Miss Sterling get into Sir Thorne’s car?”

“Yeah, go ahead and get yourself killed if you want.”

“So, what are we doing now?”

“Of course, we’re kidnapping the first Miss Sterling! We’ll get a bigger reward from Sir Thorne, won’t we?”

Hearing their discussion, I was terrified and ran back frantically.

My heels clacked loudly on the ground.

The thugs immediately spotted me and chased after me quickly.

“Sir, please help me!”

I bumped into someone and immediately cried for help.

I didn’t expect it to be Julian Reid, the new rich guy in town.

His ruthless business tactics were infamous, as was his reputation for being completely aloof with women.

I’d just pulled a dramatic move by bumping into him. Was he going to think I was trying to stage some kind of dramatic scene to get his attention?

In my previous life, Julian Reid’s beloved was Jasmine. How they met, I had no idea.

Could it be… this kidnapping?

“Please!”

I clutched Julian Reid’s arm, my eyes almost pleading.

But he simply pried my fingers off without a word, then walked towards his car.

After the car remote unlocked, the thugs closed in on me.

I was distraught, my mind a mess.

Why could Jasmine capture his attention, but I couldn’t?

Was I, a bad person, destined for bad things?

But the good I did in my previous life didn’t yield any results either!

The thugs’ reeking hands made my mental state tense.

“Get away! All of you, get away!”

I ripped off my heels, using their thin, sharp heels to strike at them frantically.

Each blow opened a bloody gash.

No one could save me; I had to save myself.

If I couldn't escape their grasp, I’d make sure it was a mutual destruction.

A luxury car suddenly sped over, directly hitting and sending two of the men flying.

The window rolled down, revealing Julian Reid’s cold profile.

Before he could say anything, I hopped into the car.

Only after the car drove away did my heart finally calm down.

“You… do you think I deliberately tried to get your attention?”

I broke the silence.

To my surprise, Julian Reid slammed on the brakes. Not wearing a seatbelt, my forehead hit the dashboard.

I winced, about to complain.

“Get out.”

“You’re safe now.”

I looked around at the silent, dark streets, my eyes wide.

But I still chose to get out.

“Julian Reid, I’ll remember you.”

What answered me was the car’s exhaust, speeding away into the night.

He really didn’t hold back.

No wonder people said he was heartless.

My heels, stained with blood, had been thrown away before I got into the car.

Now, I was barefoot, hailing a taxi home, which worried my mom terribly.

“Cassidy, where are your shoes? Does your foot hurt?!”

“Didn’t like them, threw them away.”

I replied nonchalantly, and my mom finally relaxed.

After showering, I immediately went to Jasmine’s room.

She was leisurely applying a face mask.

She jumped when she saw me.

“Sister?”

“Why are you back?”

“Why shouldn’t I be back? I’m just curious, how did you get Caleb Thorne to drive you home after your first meeting?”

I ripped the mask off her face, rubbing it off on her clothes with a hint of disgust.