Walter Stone has built a utopia for his private brothel with a ton of money with the proclamation that he wants to collect 100 wives.

After kidnapping and forcing himself on 99 women, Walter has his eye on me, Caleb Ingram's pregnant wife.

On the day I'm supposed to be sent to Walter, my housekeeper sinks down to her knees and pleads for me.

"Please think your decision through, Mr. Ingram! I heard that Mr. Stone Senior is very brutal when it comes to bedroom matters! If Mrs. Ingram were to be sent to him, I'm afraid that she wouldn't be able to protect her unborn baby…"

But Caleb remains cold and aloof.

"Since Mr. Stone Senior has personally asked for Nala, she has to go to him no matter what. If she loses the baby, then that's that. At most, I won't file for a divorce from her. Once she returns, she'll still remain as the missus of the Ingram family. We can have another baby in the future."

In my previous life, I refused to travel to Walter's residence. In the end, Caleb's private assistant, Sadie Riverson, offered to go in my place.

But the moment she came back, she slit her wrist and died. The coroner's autopsy report showed that she was pregnant as well.

Caleb kept his emotions bottled up since then. But on the day I gave birth to my baby, he walked to the rooftop of the hospital and threw our newborn down the building.

Only then did I realize that he had been hating my guts the whole time since Sadie's death.

Now that I've gotten reborn, I no longer resist against the chains of fate. Instead, I get into the luxury car Walter has sent for me coolly.

"Did you hear? Mr. Stone Senior specifically asked for Mrs. Ingram and threatened to bankrupt Mr. Ingram's company if she didn't comply. Apparently, Mr. Ingram has agreed."

"Mr. Stone Senior is in his 60s and is notorious for being a freak. No one would come out of his private brothel alive—at least not with a sane mind. How could Mr. Ingram send her to hell?"

"Well, well. That's because his first love is in the picture. If Ms. Riverson had been the one summoned, Mr. Ingram would rather give up his entire fortune than let her get close to that man!"

The door was half open, so the maids' hushed gossip drifted in from the living room. Pam Williams, who was helping me organize my clothes, couldn't help piping up.

"Mrs. Ingram, don't listen to their nonsense. Why don't you talk to Mr. Ingram again? He's your husband—he'd never actually do such a heartless thing to you."

I smiled helplessly. "Forget it. It's useless."

Everyone in the upper circle knew what Walter Stone was like. He controlled everything and showed no mercy. My husband, Caleb Ingram, would never provoke him for my sake—I knew that much about myself.

In my previous life, Caleb agreed almost immediately when he heard about Walter's demand. To make me go willingly, he put on a show of devotion. He told lie after lie, saying he would rather let the company go bankrupt than give me up.

I was just starting to concede when I saw him downstairs, locked in a deep kiss with Sadie Riverson, his precious first love. And so, I changed my mind. I threatened him with suicide, pointing a knife at my protruding belly until he gave in.

Later, Sadie came forward and volunteered to go in my place. Caleb's eyes immediately reddened. The day he sent her to Walter's villa, he made her a promise right in front of me that he would divorce me and marry her when she came back.

However, the day after she returned, she took her life. The autopsy revealed that she had been pregnant. Caleb handled her funeral casually, and he never brought up divorce again.

I thought that even though he had loved Sadie deeply, he would move on because she was already gone. I believed he still remembered the bond between us and intended to spend the rest of his life earnestly with me. Yet, he did the one thing I never expected.

On the day I gave birth, he took our newborn baby and tossed him off the hospital rooftop. Seeing the life I had carried for ten months, then turned into a pile of bloodied flesh, I knew he had been pretending all this while.

He had never truly moved on from Sadie. In fact, he had resented me all this time.

Hence, when I was reborn and heard Walter had summoned me again, I didn't fight back. In this life, I would gladly step aside and give them my blessings.

"Mrs. Ingram, Mr. Ingram is back and wants you downstairs."

I nodded calmly. "Alright."

I went to the living room and saw Sadie there, taken aback momentarily at how boldly Caleb was gripping her hand in front of me. Had he been reborn as well?

"Nala, Mr. Stone Senior has summoned you. He wants you to go over in two days. You should pack your things," Caleb said. "Oh, and starting today, Sadie will be moving in."

Had this been in the past, I would've lost control and caused a huge scene. Now, I simply nodded and said, "Alright."

Caleb avoided my gaze, guilt flashing across his face. His tone brazenly turned impatient. "What are you plotting this time? Making a fuss won't save you. Go against Mr. Stone Senior, and your consequences will be worse than death."

Sadie chimed in. "That's right. This is also to protect the Ingram family's business. Besides, being chosen by Mr. Stone Senior is a blessing in itself."

I chuckled. "Is that so? Why don't I give this blessing to you, then?"

Caleb flew into a rage at once. "He's the one who's after you! Why are you taking it out on Sadie? Stop with the unwanted sarcasm and apologize to her now."

I ignored him, only to see Sadie dropping to her knees behind him out of nowhere. She put on a righteous, heroic look.

"Mr. Ingram, please don't fight with your wife because of me. I'm just an assistant. I'll get over it, even if she wants to look down on me or mock me. As long as the company is safe, I'm willing to go to Mr. Stone Senior in her place!"

Before her knees even touched the floor, Caleb hurriedly pulled her up. "You're pregnant, Sadie. Don't kneel to her."

The way he looked at her screamed pure adoration. "I know you'd give up everything for me, but Nala's the one he wants."

He suddenly turned to me, his gaze cold. "I'm warning you—don't get any ideas about Sadie, or I won't let you off. If you're worried that I won't want you after you come back, you can relax. I promise I won't divorce you over this."

I could only sneer inside. I turned around, took out a document, and handed it to Caleb.

He frowned, asking, "What is this supposed to mean?"

I smiled. "To make room for the right person, of course. Let's get a divorce, Caleb."

I handed Caleb the divorce agreement, but he didn't even look at it. He tossed it aside in one sharp motion.

"Have you lost your mind, Nala? I just told you I'm not divorcing you! I know you don't want to go, but my company is on the line! You wouldn't want everything I've worked so hard for to be destroyed because of you, would you?"

I almost wanted to sigh. Caleb was really good at guilt-tripping me, wasn't he? With the way he said it, it sounded like I would be deliberately ruining his career if I refused.

Did he think I was still as easy to manipulate as I had been in my previous life? Having lived through it once already, I had long since figured out how to deal with Walter.

Faced with my silence, Caleb looked gloomy. "I'll be honest with you. Sadie's carrying my baby. As long as you help the company through this crisis, I'll let you be the child's mother in name—"

"No, thank you," I interrupted him, nudging the document on the floor with my foot. "I have no interest in being a stepmother, let alone to a bastard child."

"Nala!"

I ignored the shouting behind me and turned to go upstairs.

Pam's eyes welled up with tears as she watched me slowly pack my things. "Mrs. Ingram, are you really going to Mr. Stone Senior's place? I just don't understand. Years ago, when Mr. Ingram's parents passed, you stayed by his side day and night, helping him through the hardest time of his life.

"And now, all that loyalty and care can't compare with a gold-digger who couldn't make it abroad and came back to cling to him? He clearly said he'd only ever love you. How did he get so blinded by that wretch?"

I shook my head helplessly. "Don't call me Mrs. Ingram anymore. I'm done with this family."

Pam wiped her tears. "But if you go, it's the end of the world for you…"

My hand froze mid-motion. Even Pam believed I wouldn't make it out alive or sane. I was about to reply when a cup of cold water suddenly splashed across my face.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Ms. Brown. I just… slipped for a second…"

It was Sadie. She was holding an empty glass, apologizing, but the look on her face was pure triumph. "By the way, I don't think you need to pack much. I'm sure Mr. Stone Senior has everything you need there… It's not like you'd be his first woman."

Pam's body trembled from the sheer rage. "How could you say that to her?"

"Pam, it's fine," I said.

Sadie thought I was just scared to argue with her. The provocation in her eyes grew more evident, her disdainful gaze slowly landing on my belly.

"I heard he knows every trick in the book. Everyone who's been to his place came out insane. I wonder how long you'll last… I'm afraid that even if you do come back, your little bastard baby will be gone."

I wiped the water from my hair and slapped Sadie across the face, shoving her out of my room. "Don't worry about that. I never planned to keep it anyway."

Just as I was about to turn around, she suddenly grabbed my arm. "What do you think Caleb will do to you if I roll down the stairs?"

She hissed the words into my ear, cruel and vicious, then toppled backward, screaming, "Help!"

Caleb's expression paled. Without a second thought, he rushed over and caught her. "Sadie, are you okay?"

She put on an act of concern. "I'm fine… Just don't blame Ms. Brown for it. She's just jealous that I'm pregnant with your child and acted on impulse…"

Her words, without surprise, made Caleb's hatred for me burn even wilder. He stormed toward me and heavily struck my face.

"You make me sick, Nala! After everything you did to her, she's still defending you. You're nothing compared to her! I'm glad you're about to be toyed with to death by that old man. You know what? I hope you die in there!"

His words were nothing short of cruel. Ultimately, he ordered the bodyguards to lock me in a tiny, pitch-black cellar. "Not a drop of water for her without my permission!"

Pam fell to her knees outside, sobbing and begging. "Mr. Ingram, you can't do this to her! You know she has claustrophobia—she's terrified of the dark! She could die…"

Caleb ignored her completely. Sadie, sitting nearby and holding her head, pretended to sound innocent while slyly stirring up trouble.

"Pam, at the end of the day, you still work for the Ingram family. Why are you always siding with Nala? What has she ever done for you to care like she was your daughter?"

Pam completely lost it. She tried to rush forward and tear Sadie apart, but the bodyguards held her back. She spent the entire night outside the cellar, crying and keeping watch over me.

It wasn't until the next evening that Walter's people came to pick me up.

Caleb opened the cellar door. Dim light spilled in from outside, falling on me as I curled up in the corner. I had gone a day without water or light. My lips were cracked, and my face was as pale as a sheet. Even my breathing was faint and weak.

He froze at the doorway, eyes widening when he saw me. "Nala!"

He hurried over. His fingers hovered by my cheek, wanting to touch me but stopping halfway, as if he were afraid I would shatter at the slightest contact. "How did you end up like this? I only wanted you to calm down…"

Only then did Pam's words come back to him. I had severe claustrophobia.

Two years ago, his business rival crushed him, kidnapping me to force him out of a bid. They locked me in a pitch-dark container for three whole days. That was when I became afraid of the dark.

Now, Caleb had pushed me into the abyss with his own hands.

"Nala, I…"

His voice trembled, and he was so ready to pull me into his arms until Sadie walked in.

"How strange. I checked the surveillance, and she seemed fine all day. How did she end up like this all of a sudden?" she mused.

Caleb stiffened, then turned to look at her before lowering his gaze back to me. Slowly, his expression darkened. He straightened up, suspicion creeping into his voice. "You were faking it?"

Sadie pretended to be shocked. "Wow. As expected from someone who's received higher education. No wonder she used to be an actress…"

She paused, then glanced at him. Seeing how gloomy he looked, she added fuel to the fire. "Mr. Ingram, don't blame her. She probably just wanted you to worry about her. She didn't have a choice."

His face twisted, hesitation completely wiped away by her words. He drew a deep breath and turned toward the door. "Take her out. Mr. Stone Senior's people are waiting outside with their car."

The bodyguards quickly stepped forward and hoisted me off the floor. I didn't even have the strength to stand on my own, so I let them drag me outside. Caleb didn't want to see me and went straight upstairs.

Then, out of nowhere, Sadie came over with a bottle of liquid. "Her lips are all cracked. She needs to drink something!"

With that, she twisted the cap off and barked orders for someone to pour the liquid into my mouth without mercy. The sharp taste burned my throat. I choked, tears streaming down my face, but she kept forcing me to drink until every drop was gone.

Meanwhile, Walter's assistant, Avery Jones, had been waiting outside for a long time.

When he saw me walking over, pale and weak, he instantly panicked. In a few quick steps, he hurried over and respectfully took me from the bodyguards. "Ms. Brown, are you okay?"

I shook my head, about to get into the car, but Sadie suddenly grabbed me. She leaned close, whispering in a volume only both of us could hear. "Don't worry, Nala. If you die at Mr. Stone Senior's villa, I'll make sure someone handles your body for you."

Her smile was bright. "As for the three of us, we'll live happily ever after."

With that, she shoved a signed divorce agreement into my arms. "He didn't want to divorce you at first because he felt guilty, but I told him I didn't want to be a hidden mistress. I want to be his legal wife, the mother of our child. So, he signed the agreement almost immediately."

She even touched my belly. "You couldn't even keep a man's heart with this, Nala. How pathetic."

Holding that divorce agreement, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. For the first time, I genuinely felt grateful to her.

"Thanks."

The luxury car pulled away from the Ingram residence. I rolled down the window and looked at Sadie's smug face in the rearview mirror, a smirk tugging at my lips.

The show was just getting started.