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Born into one of the wealthiest families in the country, Layla Rosenzweig's true identity is taken away at the time of her birth by the mistress of her father. 

She is forced to live as the illegitimate daughter of the Rosenzweig Family. Everyone treats her no less than an outsider in her own house. 

"This is mine. That is mine. In fact, everything is mine," Layla's half-sister told her.  

Everything that belonged to Layla is given to her half-sister, including her boyfriend. 

Then, she is forced to marry her ex-boyfriend's ruthless uncle, Lucius De Salvo, the most terrifying man in the country.  

Lucius De Salvo is known for his ruthless ways to get his work done. His name is enough to terrify people. It is said that he is a man devoid of emotions. He will find pleasure in people's pain and misery. He loves to torment those who come under his radar. 

But why is he so lovely to Layla? Or is it just a pretense?

"Are you ready for the wedding night, Darling?" Lucius asked. “I've desired you for a long time.” 

“What?” Layla was shocked. “Why would you?” 

“Because you are Layla Rosenzweig. The woman I like.” With that, he captured her mouth for a passionate kiss.

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Roderick was taken aback by Ivy's revelation. It was clear Elliot had decided to end things with her, likely hoping it would help her move on. Yet, Roderick chose to remain silent, withholding his thoughts.

"Aren't you going to say something?" Ivy asked, feeling frustrated.

"What should I say? I can't judge this situation since I don't know the full story—what you two shared or why Elliot suddenly made this choice," Roderick replied without being biased. Even though Elliot had revealed the truth to him, he couldn't tell it to Ivy since it could have hurt her.

"You're right," Ivy murmured, lowering her gaze. After a brief pause, she asked, "Do you still like Layla?"

The question caught Roderick off guard, and his composure faltered momentarily. "Why do you want to know?" he asked, his brows furrowing.

"How are you coping?" Ivy continued. "Seeing Layla every day must be unbearable. I want to learn how you've managed to move on."

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