Chapter 1

I am one of Jack Rivers' many lovers.

I handle his work affairs and shoo away those clingy women for him. People say I'm the woman who has stayed by Jack's side the longest. He even promised to marry me.

Until a car accident happened, where I was involved along with another of his lovers. After barely surviving, all I got was a bank card.

"This is your payment for these years. Take the money and get lost," he said.

Only then did I realize that Jack had always seen me as nothing more than an amusing caged bird.

I went to the cemetery, caressing the photo on the tombstone of a face similar to Jack's.

"Ethan, I miss you so much. I can't go on anymore."

Jack suddenly went mad, "You've always just seen me as his substitute, haven't you?"

After coming out of surgery, I stayed in the ICU for seven days.

When I saw Jack again, he was passionately entangled with Emily in his office.

"If you treat me so well, won't Sophia make a fuss when she wakes up?" Emily asked coyly.

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if she wakes up, she wouldn't dare to make a fuss. She's just a mistress after all."

I opened my eyes, unable to believe my ears. Jack's promises had made me believe I was different from the others.

My head started to throb violently, every part of my body felt like it was being corroded, every surgical incision aching.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Jack opened the door.

Seeing me, he merely glanced, his eyes cold. "Finally back to work? Good, you can take care of entertaining Mr. Wilson this afternoon."

My throat tightened, "Mr. Rivers, don't you know what kind of person Mr. Wilson is?"

"If you don't go, should I send Emily instead?"

Jack looked at me with a gloomy face, full of dissatisfaction.

Emily came out of the office, her collar open wide, the flush on her face telling of their recent passion.

"Jack said it's because Mr. Wilson is lecherous that he can't bear to send me," she said smugly.

She sauntered over to me, eyeing me as if I were something contemptible.

Hearing this, Jack smiled indulgently at her and picked her up. "How could I let such a treasure be tainted by others?"

As he said this, he held Emily tighter.

Emily laughed happily, speaking coquettishly in Jack's arms.

Looking at me again, Jack seemed to have lost all patience, his eyes filled with cruelty.

"Mr. Rivers, I'm sorry. I'll do my best to complete the task you've given me."

I apologized softly, tears in my eyes.

However, my apology only made Jack's expression darker.

That night, Rivers Corporation held a banquet.

In the past, the woman on Jack's arm was always me.

This time, he brought his favorite, Emily.

I looked at the old-fashioned dress they sent me, with a heavy smell and even dirty.

While Emily's dress was clearly haute couture.

Seeing me, Jack mocked, "This dress suits you well. Today's star is Emily, so just play your role as the ugly duckling."

"Oh, and Emily can't drink, so remember to take her drinks for her."

Emily gave me a smug smile.

Jack seemed to have forgotten that I had been in a car accident trying to protect his lover.

Before I could react, drinks were being handed to me one after another.

I leaned against the wall, about to vomit, my body breaking out in a cold sweat.

A portly man joked, "I heard Miss Lee could drink quite well. How come you can't handle just a few drinks?"

As he spoke, his hand rested on my waist.

My stomach was churning, and I immediately vomited on Mr. Wilson.

"Sophia Lee, how dare you vomit on Mr. Wilson! Apologize to him right now!" Emily shrieked.

Jack frowned, waiting for my response.

"It's alright, it's alright. How about this, Miss Lee, why don't you help me change clothes? Then you can properly apologize to me?" Mr. Wilson suggested with a leer.

Clutching my burning stomach, I looked towards Jack.

Emily in his arms watched me with amusement, while Jack's face remained expressionless.

"Alright, Mr. Wilson."

Hearing this, Jack crushed the wine glass in his hand.

Blood oozed out, frightening Emily, who cried while fussing over Jack.

Jack left with a cold face, each step filled with anger.

Mr. Wilson extended his hand to me, and I placed my hand in his palm.

"I'll do whatever you want, as long as you're happy."

As soon as I finished speaking, everything before me seemed to sway, my vision gradually blurring.

I fainted on the spot.