When Nancy saw the news that she was to be engaged to Charles a month later, she was stunned and was speechless.

She could not describe how she felt. It was as if her life was a mess, her future uncertain, and her career was going down the drain. There were simply too many variables involved.

"I spent so much effort just to settle down, Charles," Nancy complained, the inner pain she felt clearly reflected on her trembling voice.

"Nancy, please marry me and I promise I will give you a happy and peaceful life!" The love Charles had for Nancy was contained in the words he had just uttered.

Doris was deeply touched by what she heard and said, "If a man were to say that to me, I will go through hell with him and marry him despite all the difficulties on our path!"

"There is already someone beside you, but you just choose to ignore him and turn a blind eye," whispered Jay.

"Did you say something?" Doris asked absentmindedly as she wiped her tears away.

"I agree with what you said. It is a good idea," Jay said, trying to beat around the bush.

"Godmother, godfather said that there is already someone beside whom you can depend on, but you kept on ignoring him," Nadia said softly, her words teasing.

"Don't believe him. He is a good liar. He cannot be trusted," Doris said self-consciously, her face scarlet with shyness.

ularly nice to people she wasn't familiar with.

"Let us say I am your friend, as we have a common hatred towards Nancy!" Dorothy said in a low voice with her eyebrows raised, her temper slowly showing.

Fanny sneered, "Are you making fun of me? Nancy is my sister and she will soon be Charles' fiancee. Why are you telling me that you hate her? You are so ridiculous!"

Fannie was very careful, thinking it might be a trap. She was afraid to say something out of line because it might reach Charles' ears.

"Yeah, I know Nancy is your sister. But I also know that you two don't get along. There is no need to pretend and hide anything from me, okay? I called you because I want to confirm who she was dating before she met Charles." Dorothy snorted and said scornfully, "But of course, Fannie, I already know you've dated someone other than your husband!"

The look on Fannie's face changed. This woman was familiar with what happened before. Perplexedly, she asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Dorothy blew on her scarlet fingernails nails before she continued, "If I tell you who I am, will you help me?"

"It depends on whether you will be useful to me or not," Fannie said haughtily.

"My aim is simple. I want to prevent Nancy from marrying Charles. Are you willing to cooperate with me?" said Dorothy, her lips curled into a menacing smile.