Dice Love

On the highest floor of the Holt Group Building in the downpour, lightning made the outline of Simon Griffiths in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass door on the balcony gloomier.

Yvonne West knelt before Simon. Although Simon's expression was as gentle as ever, the ruthlessness deep in his eyes made her eyelashes tremble.

Holding her newborn daughter, who had no strength to cry, Yvonne kowtowed to the man.

The sharp pain in her stomach made her feel a sword stuck in her stomach.

"Simon, Joy is our child. The blood in the blood bank is only enough for one kid. Ann Thomas's child is not yours. If you save her child, our baby will die!"

Her voice trembled. She could do nothing to stop her tremor and spasm, and she bowed like a dying shrimp.

Some time ago, to raise money for her mother, she donated a kidney to Simon after giving birth to a girl. She endured severe pain and came here to beg the man. Would he agree to her request?

With expectations and pleading, Yvonne's breathing was shaking. However, Simon's mouth was stained with a hint of mockery, and he slowly approached the woman.

"Our child? During this year of marriage, I feel sick even when I touch your hair. Do you think I can make you pregnant? Or..." He walked straight to the desk behind Yvonne, then walked back to her front, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Do you think I will touch a woman who was divorced from Kenneth Holt, a woman he has touched countless times?"

He raised his hand and threw the test report on Yvonne's head. "This is the DNA test of your child and Kenneth Holt!"

Yvonne's pupils contracted, and she picked up the file. After only one glance, she felt her throat pinched by someone's hands tightly.

"This... this report must be fake. Simon, this is your child. Can only my death make you believe me?"

"Yvonne," Simon stroked his eyebrows, shook his head, and laughed in a low voice. "I will get the Holt Group from Kenneth soon. It's okay to tell you now, your child belongs to Kenneth. I know he loves you deeply. That's why I approached you and asked you to marry me. To hold him at bay, I personally sent you, drunk, to his bed that night. I endured everything and watched you give birth to the child just to threaten him. Although I am an illegitimate child in the Holt Family and my last name is not Holt, I will eventually get the Holt Group!"

These words were like a blockbuster, exploding in Yvonne's chaotic mind, causing her blood to flow back and her body trembling.

Simon sneered at the blue-faced baby indifferently in Yvonne's arms. "However, I really underestimated Kenneth's paranoia. I told him that you gave him a child, and proposed that as long as he gave the Holt Group to me, I would give you to him. He actually nodded in agreement."

"Wait another hour for his plane to land, and I will get the Holt Group. Before I get everything from the Holt Group, I will let you live well. As for this bastard, I don't care if she will live or not."

With hard blows inside and outside, Yvonne hugged the child who had stopped breathing in her arms and bent down in pain.

It was a distorted posture. Yvonne crawled and trembled. Like a dying and struggling beast, her throat groaned intermittently.

She did something stupid and felt genuinely sorry for her daughter and Kenneth.

She felt her heart held tightly by countless hands at this moment. All her beliefs and hopes collapsed. Her time was swallowed entirely by darkness. What she could do to make up for Kenneth was to stop Kenneth from coming.

"Simon, do you know what I regret most?"

She stood up with the baby in her arms, her voice floating. Her gaze crossed Simon, stunned, distressed, and empty.

Against the backdrop of thunder and lightning, she looked like a madwoman. "What I regret most is that I foolishly believed in your provocation and tenderness, then divorced Kenneth without hesitation, and married you. My child is not yours. Do you think Ann's is? Yes, I am stupid, but you are stupider than me."

A trace of fear suddenly rose in Simon's heart. Instinctively, he felt something wrong with Yvonne and that her unwillingness seemed to be prompting her to do something crazy.

Sure enough, before he could react, he saw Yvonne carrying the child and rushing towards the balcony.

"Yvonne!"

Simon watched her stand on the edge of the balcony with her daughter in her hands!

Under the thunder and lightning, she toppled.

Yvonne raised her head, closed her eyes, and let her tears fall. "I have nothing left. My father died, my mother was forced to death by Ann, and my child could not be saved. I cannot forgive my sins..." Suddenly, she turned her head to look at the man. The hatred in her eyes rolled violently in her hopeless eyes. "As for you! You will never get the Holt Group. As long as Kenneth comes to see me standing here, he won't come up and won't let you go!"

If Kenneth came to see this scene, even if Yvonne was alive, he would not give the company to Simon.

Simon stared at Yvonne. His back was chilled by those eyes full of hatred, and instantly, his heart was ignited and occupied by viciousness.

"Then, you can only die!" His voice was obliterated by thunder and lightning, and the hand that had accumulated strength pushed towards Yvonne.

"Simon, even if I die, I will never let you go!"

The woman's shrill voice was drowned in thunder and lightning. Everything happened in an instant.

Bang!

The falling woman broke through the rain and became a pool of flesh and blood on the ground.

Kenneth's leather boots were splashed with blood, and all the documents in his hand slipped off and were quickly swallowed by the rain.

"Yvonne." His low-pitched voice almost collapsed. "Sorry, I'm late..."

Seeing the woman on the ground holding the baby tightly in her arms and that their eyes were open, Kenneth clenched his fists. As the blood underneath the bodies slowly flooded the soles of his shoes. Kenneth's eyes were filled with despair.

Simon hurried downstairs and saw Kenneth, who arrived earlier than expected, shivered regretfully at his impulse and knelt on the ground with weak legs. "Kenneth, I... It's none of my business. She jumped off the building like crazy. Really!"

In the rain, Kenneth bent over to land one of his hands on the woman's eyes. Then, he closed his eyes and curled up his lips into a ruinous smile. "I'll kill you for them!"

"Mrs. Griffiths!" Mrs. Lee ran into the house from the outside and stopped in front of Yvonne, who was sitting on the sofa, gasping with an anxious expression on her face. "There is a woman outside insists on seeing you."

Sitting on the sofa, Yvonne was breathing violently, as if her head had been pressed in the cold water earlier. She could not believe that she was born again.

Yvonne looked over and over again at the villa Simon bought for her. She was reborn two days before she got engaged to Simon, which would change her future destiny in light of her previous life.

She slowly raised her standoffish face, her dark eyes resembling two pieces of inky jade in a frosty pool, and she looked at Mrs. Lee quietly.

According to her memories of the previous life, she knew that the person outside at this moment was Jennifer Rogers, Simon's lover.

Simon, who pretended to be a gentleman in front of Yvonne, was a piece of trash obsessed with women and power.

Yvonne was Capital City's No. 1 young lady of the upper class and the pearl in her father's palm. Her beauty was unmatched, and in terms of abilities, she used to a top producer before being together with Simon.

However, in outsiders' eyes, Yvonne was currently a woman who had nothing but her beauty.

The group run by Yvonne's father almost caused the West Group to go bankrupt due to accounting problems. Then, the West Group was acquired by her father's younger brother. Immediately afterward, his father died in a car accident while returning from overseas. Her mother was framed and went to jail. Being bewitched by Ann, her brother became Simon's valuable assistant...

She abruptly clenched her fingers and tightened her body up.

"Madam? Mrs. Griffiths?" It was the first time Mrs. Lee saw Yvonne's cold, sharp side since she fell silent. She was like a pearl, and finally, the dust upon her got wiped away.

Mrs. Lee's heart skipped a beat, and her hands clasped subconsciously. "Mrs. Griffiths, I'll call Mr. Griffiths and let him handle this. The woman outside..."

"Don't call me Mrs. Griffiths. I am not engaged to Simon." Yvonne got up from the sofa, like a sharp blade finally out of its sheath.

Yvonne's waist was slender, and her legs were thin. Her curvy, curly long hair hanged at her waist. Upon her full, reddish lips, there was a cold sneer. She made a swift turn and headed towards the door.

Mrs. Lee was also a woman. Seeing Yvonne's abnormal behavior and posture this night, she hurried to grab the phone and made a call to Simon anxiously.

...

"You finally came out." The woman at the door was Jennifer. She stroked her belly, which was slightly visible from pregnancy, and sauntered to Yvonne.

Yvonne gave a sidelong glance at the other woman. At first glance, Jennifer looked pretty good. Her hair was black, long, and straight, her expression was delicate, and her makeup was light. With moderate lipstick on her mouth, her lips were pinkish and shiny. However, her brows and eyes revealed that she was unable to hold oneself back.

She was like a desperate prostitute trying to disguise herself as a noble lady.

Yvonne thought inwardly, "Well, Simon's taste for women is consistent. Jennifer and Ann are women of the same type, pure and pretty."

This was the first time Jennifer saw Yvonne from such a close distance. Yvonne was in white tight-fitting casual clothes. Still, that could not hide her attractive figure. She was not wearing any makeup, but her features were gorgeous.

Yvonne indeed deserved the title as the No. 1 Pretty Woman in Capital City.

At this moment, the look in Yvonne's eyes was undisguisedly aggressive. Meanwhile, there was scorn in her eyes as if she was looking at a plaything.

Under such a gaze, Jennifer felt incredibly uncomfortable. She bit her bottom lip and thought to herself, "She is just a down-and-out socialite. Why is she so proud?"

Jennifer raised her chin, put on a confident attitude, and said, "Yvonne, I'm here to tell you that I have been pregnant with Simon's child for three months. Do you think it is a boy or a girl?"

A rose eventually showed its thorns.

People in Capital City only knew that Yvonne's father matched her and Kenneth while he was alive. But they had no idea of their marriage.

At this moment, the look in Yvonne's eyes was cold and emotionless.

Because of Yvonne's indifference, Jennifer became a little anxious. Thinking that Yvonne did not buy her words, Jennifer took a step closer to her and continued, "Do you remember the night of March 2nd? You were sick in the hospital, and Simon told you that he was on a business trip abroad. Actually, he was in my bed, making a baby together with me."

She smiled triumphantly. "Look outside the door. That's a limited-edition Maserati. Simon gave it to me."

Jennifer walked around Yvonne, reaching out to point at the necklace on the latter's neck. "The necklace you are wearing was abandoned by me. I didn't expect Simon to give it to you. The largest diamond has a scratch, and it's me who left it."

Jennifer thought, "Look, what this former socialite wears is what I don't want!"

Yvonne was amused by such a naive trick as if the other woman was a clown, saying, "Have you finished?"

"Don't you believe what I am saying? Or dare you not believe it? For fear that you don't buy my words, I brought the bed photos of Simon and me!"

Jennifer stuffed the envelope in Yvonne's arms, her eyes flashing like she won a battle.

Yvonne smiled and threw the envelope on the ground. "If Simon knew that the woman he fucked was so stupid, would he regret that he didn't control his lower body?"

Jennifer flew into a rage." How dare you? You..."

"What are you doing?" Simon's voice was angry. His pace was steady, but the wind he brought revealed his anxiety.

Seeing Simon again, Yvonne could hardly suppress the disgust and hatred in her eyes.

She secretly tightened her fingers and clearly recalled the feeling of icy raindrops hitting her body and the sound of wind passing through her ears on that night.

Yvonne thought inwardly, "Simon, starting from today, you will lead a pathetic life!"

Yvonne took two steps back and saw that Simon tugged Jennifer's wrist hard and almost made her fall.

Simon glared at Jennifer with a warning look in his eyes, then turned around, walked over to Yvonne affectionately, and held her shoulders nervously. "Yvonne, are you okay? I came over as soon as I received the call. Did this woman hurt you? As you know, due to my status, many women are trying to get close to me by all means. Promise me, don't get angry, okay? You have to believe me."

How could a man put on such an affectionate, concerned expression on his face before a woman he did not love?

Yvonne wanted to persuade the man to give up his business and develop a showbiz career as his acting was outstanding.

"What if I tell you that I am angry?" Yvonne pushed Simon away and stared at him expressionlessly. Her gaze somehow made Simon feel guilty.

Simon thought to himself, "How come this woman suddenly becomes different from before?"

Simon faked a tender smile, took a deep breath, and turned around to pull Jennifer's arm. Just then, his smile disappeared, "Where are you from? How dare you make a scene in front of Yvonne? Who asked you to come? Was it my brother?"

Staring at Simon's back, Yvonne could not help flashing a sneer.

Simon was worse than Kenneth in any way. So, he dared not admit his hateful deeds and tried hard to throw mud at Kenneth.

Jennifer was a smart woman. However, just as she was about to nod to cooperate with Simon's performance, Yvonne reached out to pull off the necklace from her neck. "This woman named Jennifer said that the necklace on my neck was something she abandoned. She also mentioned the scratch upon it."

Yvonne checked the necklace carefully, then sneered. "There really is a scratch."