Under the scorching sun, Bethany Hamilton struggled to stand at the entrance of the Adam's residence, supporting her eight-month pregnant belly.
"Please step aside. I have matters of great importance to discuss with Philip."
"Mr. Adam has instructed that he will not meet with outsiders."
"But I'm not an outsider! I am his fiancee!"
With a heart full of urgency, Bethany disregarded the guards' obstruction and, cradling her belly, she shouted desperately outside the Adam household.
"Philip, the Hamilton family is in trouble! You're the only one who can help me now... at least for the sake of our child, please come out and see me!"
The child she was carrying was Philip's flesh and blood. Bethany believed that he would not stand by and watch the Hamilton Corporation crumble when it concerned their child.
"Who is making such a ruckus? Which dog dares to cause trouble at the entrance of the Adam's residence?" A disdainful female voice flowed from the villa.
Following this, a woman clad in a sexy red nightgown, her face made-up glamorously, emerged.
"Sister?"
Bethany's eyes widened in surprise as she saw her own stepsister come out from her fiances house.
Abigail was the daughter that her stepmother had brought into the Hamilton family when she remarried more than a decade ago. In name, she was also a daughter of the Hamilton family.
With her stepmother's instigation, she had constantly been at odds with Bethany. Their relationship had always been tense.
Bethany remembered that Philip and her stepsister Abigail were not at all familiar. Why would she appear at Adam's?
Abigail glanced her up and down, laughing in a eerie manner, "Oh my, who do I have here? So it's the famous Miss Bethany of Hamilton's. But since the Hamilton's are almost gone, it's more adequate to call you a homeless fool now."
Bethany asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here because Philip can't be without me. He insisted that I stay the night," she proclaimed.
Bethany froze, "You and Philip, you two...”
Abigail gloated proudly, "Surprised, aren't you? He's been with me all this while. Philip is such a brave one. Look at how much he adores me."
She provocatively stroked her open collar of her sleepwear, revealing a few dark marks at her collarbone, which were extremely eye-catching.
It wasn't difficult to guess what they had just done.
Bethany was stabbed by those marks, she gritted her teeth and bellowed harshly, "No, I don’t believe it, you shameless woman. Haven't you done enough to drive a wedge in our family? I'm pregnant with his child, he wouldn't do this to me. I want to see him, I need to hear him tell me outright!"
"Philip, come out!"
"Who are you calling a shameless woman?" Abigail's eyes hardened, she suddenly moved forward and roughly shoved Bethany .
Bethany hadn't expected her to be so malicious, she was taken by surprise and fell backwards, tumbling down the steps.
The eight-month pregnant belly hit the ground brutally.
"It hurts…"
Her vision started to blacken, nearly fainting.
A crimson warmth streamed slowly down her thigh, soaking her trousers.
Blood...
Bethany , clutching her painfully aching stomach, frantic and scared, was gasping for breath, pleading for help to the bodyguards.
"Hurry, call the doctor, save me..."
Abigail scoffed, "Save? They won't save you."
Sure enough, the bodyguards averted their gaze with a cold indifference.
Beth's face was as pale as paper, she was sweating profusely, her voice trembling, "You dare to hurt Philip's child, he will never let you go."
Abigail sneered, "Ha, you really believe that this child is Philip's? You carry the seed of another man in your belly and you have the audacity to confront Philip? He could only wish for the child in your womb to die quickly!"
"What, what?"
"Don't you know yet? Eight months ago, on the evening of Hamilton's banquet at the Hamps Hotel, Philip spent the whole night with me."
"That drink, I personally prepared for you, served by Philip himself, tasted good, didn't it? Hahaha."
Bethany ,as if being struck by a lightning bolt internally, was stunned on the ground.
That drink, she had passed out after drinking it.
Wasn't the man that night Philip?
Tears welled up instantly, Bethany ,pushing herself against the ground, cried out, "No, you're talking nonsense... This is impossible!"
Abigail laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying Bethany's torment.
Feeling this was not enough.
She bent over to Bethany, speaking softly, "However, I should thank that wild man who slept with you."
"Had they not thought you were carrying Philip's child, why would Hamilton , that old miser, be so eager to hug his grandson that he let go of his power over the Hamilton Group?"
"It gave me the opportunity to take over the entire group."
"That old man, before his death, still held my hand tightly, haha."
Bethany suddenly opened her eyes wide, her body trembled, and her eyes were filled with shock and surging hatred.
"It was you... was my grandfather... killed by you too?!"
"Abigail, you're so cruel. You poisonous snake, I will kill you!"
Bethany , who was on the verge of breakdown, managed to exert strength out of nowhere.
Fueled by desperation, she lunged at Abigail.
Abigail was startled, and dodged backwards swiftly.
Yet, she was still scratched by Bethany , a thin scratch appearing on her cheek.
She had always been fond of her own looks, her eyes immediately turned gloomy, gnashing her teeth, she grabbed Bethany's hair and slammed her to the ground.
"Bam——"
"Slut, how dare you scratch my face! Die!"
Bethany let out a painful moan, no longer having the strength to fight back.
Enraged and humiliated, Abigail was like a madman, repeatedly smashing Bethany 's head onto the hard ground.
Until Bethany 's cute and pretty face was covered in bloodstains.
She lay in a pool of blood, close to unconsciousness.
After Abigail vented her rage, she tossed Bethany aside like a piece of trash, and gave her bodyguards an order in a somber tone.
"Bring me the stock transfer agreement of Hamilton Corporation immediately. Let her sign it!"
The bodyguard took Bethany's hand, using the pool of fresh blood to make a red fingerprint on the agreement.
Bethany weakly opened her eyes to a blur of red. Abigail's face was in her view, laughing maniacally.
She hated him!
How she hated him...
Suddenly, a sharp contraction and unbearable pain came from her lower abdomen.
Bethany curled up, clutching her stomach tightly. She fell into the boundless darkness amidst the pool of blood, "My baby....Who...can come and..... save... my baby...."
