Chapter 5
Tristan pulled me aside and whispered, “Eloise, you don’t need to marry him just to spite me. He’s just an outsider. I’m the rightful heir of our family. If you agree to what I said earlier, I promise I’ll spend the rest of the wedding night with you and I’ll treat you well after that.” But I yanked my hand away in disgust. “Did your brain get stuck in your gut? You’d have to be sick to say something that gross. Get out of my way. I’ve got a wedding to attend.”
Furious, he snapped, “Fine! Just wait till the day I take over our family. When that happens, I’ll make sure you both die miserable deaths!” But instead of being threatened, I simply smiled coldly and replied, “Maybe worry about making it through tonight first.“>
Out of sympathy for Mrs. Clark, I gave her one final warning. “You’re still young, Mrs. Clark. You and your husband could always try for another child. Next time, be careful who you pick for a daughter–in–law.”>
With that, I gave Tristan one last look, the kind you’d give a dead man walking, and turned to leave.
But my sister couldn’t hold it in any longer and blocked my path. “Eloise, stop trying to imply I can’t save Tristan. If you’ve got guts, how about we make a bet? If I help him survive tonight, you get down on your knees in front of me, Mom and Dad, apologize, admit you were wrong, and leave, this city for good!”
I paused, tumed back, and smirked. “Sure. But let’s see who pulls it off first, you saving Tristan, or me saving Drake.”}]
Once the wedding ceremony ended, everyone decided to stay overnight at the hotel to wait and see the outcome. After all, this was a once–in–a–century showdown. Who wouldn’t want to witness the legendary curse in action?”
While I was straddling Drake later that night, a voice message came through from Bianca, full of smugness and spite.
“Sis, Mom and Dad just said they’re officially cutting ties with you and leaving everything to me. And Tristan promised me that once he becomes head of their family, he’ll make sure you and that bastard Drake suffer horrible deaths. Even if you save him tonight, you’re still doomed. Better go pick out a grave while you’re at it hahaha!”
Ignoring it, I tossed the phone aside and wrapped my arms around Drake’s neck. “Drake, someone just threatened me. What should I do?“! He tightened his grip around my waist, his voice low and husky. “Don’t worry. I’ll deal with them, one by one. But right now, we’ve got more important things to take care of.“”
When the clock struck midnight, Drake let out a deep, satisfied breath as he held me tightly.
Just then, a knock came at the door.
From outside, a trembling voice pleaded, “Eloise, please… please help me!“>
