I turned my head and looked at Marcus Mo. For a long time, I couldn\'t say anything. She is Marcus Mo\'s sister and she is also my sister in name because I married him. But I sensed that Marcus Mo meant something else. 　　\"What did you say?\" I asked in a dry voice. 　　\"Maureen is not my real sister,” Marcus sighed. 　　“Jiang Yuan and your father hooked up when they were drunk. She\'s your half-sister.\" 　　Marcus looked me in the eye. “You are the only one that matched. We’ve tested everyone.” 　　I shook my head in disbelief. I sat down and tried to process the whole situation. 　　Dad loves mom so much, how can he cheat on her? 　　But I had to believe Marcus Mo\'s words. He has never lied to me, or to anyone. He was the kind of person that didn’t know how to lie, and couldn’t lie even if he wanted to. 　　My brain was a mess but I knew one thing. I cannot let them hurt my child. 　　No matter what the reason may be. 　　I to

　　When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. The baby in my tummy stretched out and and there was a bit of pain but it was a sign that it’s alive. 　　I suddenly thought of my best friend. My heart beat faster. I wanted to see him, to know that he is okay. I would never be able to forgive myself if anything happened to him. 　　This accident happened because Marcus had tried to abort my child. 　　Please let him be alive, I silently prayed. 　　\"Tom is late. You can never be able to be anything.\" 　　I quickly got off my bed and waddled towards the nurse station, dragging my IV drip with me. 　　\"Nurse, where is my companion? We were in an accident.\" 　　The of news broadcast on the TV behind me got my attention. 　　\"…and his wife committed suicide after Down shares fell to the bottom on August 24 as reported by Haichengdaily.com and was been bought out by Morse group. The chairman and his wife both committed suicide by gas at home. The entir

　　The closer I got, the more uneasy my heart was. Marcus Mo would have lost so much blood by now, and there was no one here to help him. Is he dead? 　　The elevator suddenly stopped. No matter what I pressed, there was no response! No, the elevator can\'t break down now! Marcus Mo will die! 　　Outside, vaguely came the sound of high-heeled shoes on the ground. 　　I beat the elevator door. \"Help! Help, I’m stuck in the elevator!” Frantically, I pressed the emergency button. 　　A female voice came through the speaker overhead. \"Sarah, what are you doing here?” 　　It was Maureen. 　　Great, now only she was in the position to help me. The elevator suddenly lurched, and I fell, but managed to say to Maureen, \"Help Marcus, he is bleeding.\" 　　The security control room was just beside the door of the elevator in the floor I was currently at. It was a few floors below the penthouse where Johann’s office was. 　　The elevator door opened. \"Wha

　　My jaw dropped down. Did he actually fear for his safety? Was he really scared of me? 　　“Or will you leave, and come back later and finish me off? Will you put a pillow on my face so I’d suffocate?” 　　“Sarah, leave. You should be thankful I didn’t call the police. From now, on I want nothing to do with you. You’re free to marry him if you want. I’m sure you’ve been dying to divorce me. 　　What a fool I was for even thinking he would at least give me a chance to explain. He was blinded by his love for her. 　　I wanted him to answer the question I asked him when he wanted me to donate my bone marrow to Maureen. 　　Marcus Mo, I\'ll ask you a question. My decision will depend on your answer. Before we were married, you treated me much better, so I assume now that you pretended to be nice to me. Was there ever a moment when you sincerely liked me? Before you started hating me, I mean. 　　“You never answered my question before I ran away from you. I wa

　　So Marcus Mo is the anonymous collector. But how did he get his hands on this necklace? 　　I shrank back to my seat, and made every effort to be invisible. He stood on the stage with a bored expression on his face. I guess even to this day, only Maureen can get him to smile. Isn’t he supposed to make an effort to look pleasant, at least for this event? 　　I didn\'t hear a word of what he said on stage. He spoke very softly. He didn’t seem comfortable standing there in front of people. 　　\"For this necklace previously owned by the late Mrs. Tang of Down’s the auction officially starts. The reserve price is two million yuan,\" the host said in a loud voice. 　　If I ask for a price, everyone will look at me. 　　And I don\'t want to be seen by Marcus Mo at all. 　　After thinking about it, I looked at an elderly gentleman sitting next to me and whispered to him, \"Sir, can you help me shout the price? My voice is a bit hoarse today.\" 　　To my re