Chapter 1

My mother-in-law had passed away.

As we escorted her casket to the funeral home, we encountered dozens of luxury wedding cars on a narrow bridge.

The window of the leading Mercedes rolled down, and the groom stuck his head out, shouting angrily.

"Move the damn corpse out of the way!"

"Don't delay my wedding!"

I stood rooted to the spot, quickly fumbling a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and offering it to the groom, saying earnestly.

"Bro, sorry. The funeral home is just across the bridge. You've got a lot of cars—how about letting us go first?"

"The dead deserve respect. Please understand!"

The groom sat in the driver's seat, raised his hand, and slapped the cigarettes out of my hand.

"It's my wedding day. Who's more important than me?"

"You know who my bride is? Christiana, the super-rich CEO from New York!"

"Can you afford to delay her?! Get lost!"

My body stiffened. I asked instinctively, "Who did you say the bride is?"

The groom's lips curled up. "The beautiful CEO, Christiana!"

"Scared now? If you're scared, get out of the way!"

Scared?

I slowly straightened my bent back, my face darkening as I spoke.

"If what you're saying is true, then you'd better call Christiana right now."

"Ask her why she disappeared for days during her own mother's funeral to go have a wedding with another man."

"Did she ask for my opinion—her fiancé's opinion?"