Laura Thomson was sold by her adoptive father to a middle-aged bald man in a hotel. Angry and helpless, she was so scared that she stabbed the man with a fruit knife from her hotel room. In an instant, the floor was red with blood. Laura was detained for attempted homicide. Three years later, a prison guard opened her door and called her out, saying there was a visitor. When Laura came out, she was astonished. The person who paid a visit was the most powerful old man in the whole city. The old man said, "marry my son, I can bail you out." How can the old man know her? Marry her son? Is this a conspiracy? Though she had a lot of questions, Laura knew that she could do nothing but obey the old man.
"Dad, how could you be so cruel?" Laura Thomson covered her rosy cheeks. Her big pretty eyes were filled with dismay.
Mark Thomson glared at his daughter and barked, "You have to do this for our company."
"Leila Owen is also your daughter. Why don't you let her..." She retorted tearfully, her lips trembling.
"Enough, can you even match her?" Mark cut her short and waved his hand without the slightest hesitation in his eyes, "Bring her back to the room; no more mistakes."
Laura shivered in a corner, and her hair stood on end.
A streak of light suddenly came in. Rubbing his hands, a lewd Mr. Giles entered the room, saw the scared girl, and got excited, "Babe; you'll enjoy this."
Laura braced her shoulders and shuddered, "Don't... don't come any closer."
"Bitch, I spent five million yuan on buying you off, so stop pretending." Mr. Giles grabbed her shoulder, and his dark yellow nails dug into her flesh.
"Go to hell!" In her despair, Laura drew out a fruit knife from behind and stabbed the man in the belly.
In an instant, blood stained the floor and streamed to her feet like a blooming mandala.
"Ah!" She screamed and woke up from the nightmare.
She swallowed, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and felt a pricking pain from her wound.
Three years ago, Mr. Giles accused her of attempted murder, and she was found guilty. The same nightmare haunted her every night. It would not kill her but prolonged her throes.
The hellish life in prison was worse than death.
A streak of strong light cast on her face. Laura abruptly closed her eyes. Under the light, her face looked bloodless, and her messy hair covered the wound on her forehead. Three years of imprisonment witnessed her being beaten every day.
"Laura, come out." A jailer opened her cell, but his flashlight never left her for a second.
Laura frowned, wondering where they were taking her at such late hours, but had to obey.
"Lucky day, you got yourself a visitor and might not have to come back again."
"Who is it?" She panicked.
"Why do you care?" The jailer reproached.
She was led into a room with only a stool and a telephone set. In front of her was a glass wall that reflected her terrible condition.
The phone suddenly rang.
A startled Laura bounced up from the stool and had a hunch. This phone call would change her life.
"Hello!"
"Miss Thomson, please excuse me for meeting you in such a way due to your special condition." A senile voice reached her ears. A flustered Laura looked around, found no monitors in the room, and then laid her eyes on the glass.
"I can understand. Anything I can do for you?" Laura involuntarily grasped the phone.
The person laughed from the other end of the phone, "This old man only has one hope: to have a great-grandson. However, there aren't any women around my grandson. As long as you bear his seed in one year, you'll not only have a new identity to live in the world but also receive 30% shares of Future Entertainment."
Laura trembled as his father sold her off to save the very company. "Okay, you have my words." She replied without the slightest hesitation.
"Don't you need some time to think about it?"
Laura bit her lip tightly, and a flicker of hatred flashed across her eyes. She hated every member of the Thomson Family. They sent her to prison while her sister even bribed those prisoners and jailers.
In the past three years, she just wished for death, but the thought of them enjoying her possessions gave rise to such intense hatred that it overpowered her wish to die. Now that a second chance was given to her, she swore she would make her enemies pay.
"No." Laura answered coldly, "I'm in no position to negotiate terms."
"Very well."
As soon as the voice died away, several figures appeared from the other side of the glass. Her pupils contracted. Them?
"Take Miss Thomson to change her clothes."
Following the order, several big bodyguards in black clothes came in, "Miss Thomson, this way please."
Not daring to look at those behind the glass, Laura lowered her head. The legendary Griffith Family was an existence she could never afford to offend.
"Sir, do you really allow Jackson to marry a prisoner?" The butler bent over and reminded his boss.
Reid, Patriarch of the Griffith Family, cursed indignantly, "That brat demanded this. Can I sit back and watch my family die out?"
The butler shut up his mouth. Their young master was crippled by a car accident one year ago, and his fiancée left him. Like being possessed, he longed for that woman.
Then he suddenly asked to marry a prisoner.
"Remember, keep this between us." Reid Griffith said fiercely.
Laura took off the dirty, smelly uniform for prisoners, changed into a backless white dress, washed her face, looked at the woman in the mirror, and smiled.
They took a special passage. After the gate opened, she saw flowers blooming outside. Spring was in the air, and she smelt fragrance. The sunlight landed on her, and her eyes glistened.
"Miss Thomson, please get in." The butler opened the door, urging her to get in the car.
Griffith's Mansion was located in the suburbs, covering around 100 acres. In B City, the price of land was sky-high, and the Griffith Family was in the center of power.
"Jackson lives in this villa. Go in and wait for him." Reid signaled to her to get off.
"Yes, sir." Laura nodded, but Reid's voice came over again.
"Bear Jackson's seed as soon as possible. You can resort to special means."
Laura trembled, hurriedly opened the car door, and fled.
The house was clean, or empty to be precise. There was only some necessary furniture and furnishings. It looked large and a little... scary.
Given Reid's remarks, her husband would be Jackson Griffith? She knew this man back when they were in college. At the terminal show of the freshman year, he watched their performance as a guest. From those female classmates, she learned how great the man was.
But how would such an outstanding man want to marry her? Besides, didn't he have a fiancée?
Laura waited on the sofa for a long time until drowsiness got the better of her. Suddenly, a knock on the woodblock came over, and a person slowly drifted to her.
She slowly lifted her eyelids, but it was all dark in front of her. "I... I am Jackson's wife. If you dare to touch me, he won't let you off."
Her voice was shaky and not intimidating at all.
"I'm here to claim your life..." The voice echoed in her ears.
Laura dared not make a sound. How did this odd person break into Griffith's house? Her life was in her hands. How could she die for no reason!
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